Chapter 14
My mind wanders as Nat drives me in the direction of my house. It doesn’t seem like home anymore. I don’t know when it happened, but that tiny room at MPF had become my home. The ramblings of the unhinged, the violent outbursts of the insane, the white walls, the bleached floors, the terrible food, the orderlies, and the crazy old lady who’d become a close friend. That was home. And for a month, there had been a guy. He had welcomed me into his world and, he too, had become a part of my home.
“Tally? Hello?”
I turned to look at Nat and realize she’s talking to me. Okay, Tally, I tell myself, put on your big girl panties, and, as Candy would say, add a garter just in case, and go back to your life.
“What did you say?” I adjust my body in my seat so I’m angled toward her.
Her
