Chapter Twenty-Three
Tuesday, November 17, 2015
Sarah and I brought back empty bottles together on the next Monday. She had the day off. She had been cleaning out her room and packing her things for the past few days. I suppose she didn’t realize how many liquor and beer bottles were floating around her room. I got almost eight dollars back and she got almost twelve. She bought us a bunch of beer and we went to the park near her house at the end of Newton Street. The weather has been mild this fall. There’s been no snow yet. Last fall, at this time, there was already a bit of snow on the ground.
Sarah’s boyfriend works during the day, so she leaves me just before her boyfriend picks her up. I feel a little distressed when she leaves me straight into the arms of her boyfriend. They proba
