Chapter Eleven
Jeremy
Late Saturday night I called Cynthia on the phone number she left with Billingsley. Deeply ashamed, I apologized for the way I had acted this morning and I told her I hoped I had not jeopardized our relationship by my crazy behavior. She told me not to worry about it and put my mind at ease. She said she felt even closer to me now after I opened up to her. I thanked her for removing the broken mower and told her how nice it is to look out of my bedroom window and not be constantly reminded of the death of my father. I mentioned how I felt she was a healing presence in my life and she told me how she felt the same way. She sounded so excited on the phone. She had just got on the scale and had lost fifteen pounds since starting a diet last Monday, the day we met at St
