“Anderson Massey didn’t wet his bed,” I went on, “and he killed almost two dozen people. Regardless of whether you pee in your bed or not, it doesn’t change anything. Those killer profiles are nothing but nonsense. I knew Anderson Massey, those so-called experts and psychologists didn’t. To me he was a person, to them he’s just a statistic.”
“Man, I’m sorry Alyson.”
“You have nothing to be sorry about. And take it easy, you won’t turn into him even if you pee in your bed once.”
Vera giggled awkwardly at the triviality of it until we simultaneously looked at the digital clock and noticed that it was almost two in the morning. And so we both said goodnight and went to bed. My makeshift bed wasn’t very comfortable and the trailer park was noisy at night but I managed to doze off eventuall
