I take the spare bedroom since Katie has already settled into my old room. It’s weird living with someone else in my house, but I enjoy her company. I’ve spent a nice evening with Katie over dinner. She seemed to enjoy the spaghetti I’d prepared.
I hadn’t been looking forward to sharing my place with her, but maybe it won’t be so bad after all. Despite the age difference, we have a great deal in common. We like the same movies, keep things clean and organized, smoke weed, and enjoy the same kinds of food.
Her mother is as screwed up as mine had been. It’s good to know somebody else has had a bad childhood besides me.
She’s sweet and the cutest little thing I’ve ever seen. She’s smart as well, much smarter than I was at her age. Back then, I’d been under the clutches of the store and my
