Chapter 9October 14th, Saturday Morning
Saturday is the best day of the week. No school and tomorrow is another day off. I like to sleep in on Saturdays. I get up late and then spend some time on the treadmill for a few miles. If the weather is good I'll run outside. Then I take a long soak in the tub for some private relaxation time. After the tub it's time for a big yummy breakfast. That's the best way to start a Saturday.
Which begs the question of why the clock said 4:00 AM and I was sitting at the kitchen table sucking down bitter coffee and picking over a piece of birthday cake.
I couldn't sleep. When I went back to bed all I could do was think about Perky being out there somewhere. Or I'd see the face of that dead chick in the bathroom and it was always my face. Suppose Perky sho
