Jerry looked at his watch. He had to be at work in two hours, so that would be a distraction for a while. Then what? Maybe he needed to move away from Vegas and get far away from places that permitted gambling. Maybe he should go to Missouri. A guy he did time with was from Missouri and said it was great. Another new start might be the answer. As he walked down the street, he suddenly found himself thinking about Joey Winslow and hoping the kid would be all right.
Jerry felt the weight of being alone. In his former life he had spent a lot of time alone, sometimes going for days without speaking to another human being, but he could always reach out to Vickie or one of the guys he met in prison if he needed to talk. Now there was no one. It also weighed on him that he might never see his si
