twelveSometimes arguments are minor things that are forgotten the moment they’re over, but sometimes they aren’t.
Sometimes they last a lot longer than they should.
I sit on the bench for a long time, stewing over Dave and Kevin and the whole situation. Then I start to feel bad about what I said, so I stop by Dave’s room to apologize.
He’s not there. A nurse coming out of the next room tells me that Dave went on the day trip to a nearby waterfall, which left a few minutes ago.
Well, fine. If that’s the way he wants to be, then I’ll just give him some space. It’s not like I want to hang around him constantly anyway.
I wish Marjorie were still here. I suddenly miss her like crazy. Feeling glum and restless and sad, I call up Beth, who invites me to have lunch with her. She’s getting a m
