Chapter Eleven
Wednesday April 4, 2018
“Vic!” some young lady at the bus station called out to me. I turned around, almost falling off of my unicycle. I carried it with me, walking over to her as she motioned for me to come over. “You’re Sarah’s friend, right?” she asked. It was the first time I’d heard that name in about two years. I didn’t respond. “Sarah told me about you,” she continued. There was a tall man about the same height as me standing with her, waiting for the bus. I continued to talk to the young lady.
I wasn’t planning to take the unicycle with me that day because there was a path between the college and my old house on Etherington that I wanted to check out. I wondered if the mud had dried up on the path. It’s been a yearly event that I check out the path to find out ho
