Chapter 49: Francine’s News
11:59 A.M.
38279 Category Street
Apartment J-02
“Aspirin, Francine. Give me all the aspirin you have,” I said, feeling my head pulse with pain, having a planet-shifting headache.
“All I have is oxycodone, which will knock you on your queer ass.”
“I’ll take anything you have,” I joked from her sofa, having no intention of using such a powerful drug for my throbbing skull. My feet were limp over one of her sofa’s arms and I was on my back with my eyes closed. My stomach made a horrible sound that resembled a foot being pulled out of thick mud. I felt numb and ill at the same time.
“Do you have a concussion from your tumble?” she inquired, filling her suitcase with a number of cotton blouses and short skirts. The suitcase was a bright red hue, open on her di
