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things I know I can eat when I’m

walking with the monster—fruit,

light yogurt, several cans of soup.

Probably rather impolite

to expect Brad to feed me too.

I also buy a toothbrush,

toothpaste, and a hairbrush.

Mom neglected to pack mine.

She also forgot to include my

makeup, but I can’t afford more

than mascara, at least not until

my next paycheck.

Paycheck

to paycheck. Hey, I think I get

that now. It really does suck.

As I’m driving down Red

Rock Road, my cell rings.

The caller ID makes me

happy. Pissed. Relieved. Pissed.

I flip open the phone. “Where

the hell have you been?”

Hey, you okay? What’s wrong,

anyway? Are you hurt? In jail?

What kind of help do you need?

I tell Trey what’s up, but really,

really want to know, “What took

you so fucking long to call?”

I just got your message. My cell’s

battery died and I couldn’t find

my charger. Just got another one.

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