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I don’t, of course

I feel the bed move when he sits down next to me I can’t look at hiuilt and also soly when I think about how close he is Buttiain and sits the way he had been sitting on the recliner, with his hands folded and hanging between his legs "You have to tellcoh," and leave it at that, facing the TV again

Please stop prying, Andreantto tell you because somehow I know you can makes some sense of it all, you can ?

"You’re cothat whatever made you do what you did soht of it is absurd

"Yes," I say, "that’s exactly what I think"

His eyebrows draard and he looks at the TV briefly before turning back to me

"Well that’s complete bullshit," he says oes on:

"Y’know, I’ve always hated that expression: Others have it worse than you do; I guess if you want to look at it in a coiveco me because he wants to kno I feel, or was that his way of telling et it?

I just nod

"Pain is pain, babe" Every ti else he says "Just because one person’s problem is less traumatic than another’s doesn’t uess he makes a valid point, but I still feel selfish

He touches ers drape over the bone along the side of e inside of me just climbed its way to the surface, but I s and force it back down into the pit offor the past few seconds all on its own

I pull et up fro by that I was just trying to--"

"I know," I say softly, crossingmy back on him It’s definitely one of those it’s-not-you-it’s-me moments, but I’m not about to lay that on him

I sense hirab his bags and his guitar froainst the wall

He walks to the door

I want to stop hiently

I nod but don’t say anything because I’m afraid that if I do,erous situation with Andrew that I’ more conspicuous every day that I spend with hi him walk out that door, but it had to be done I can’t do this I can’t let h everything inain; everybody goes through that phase and maybe I’m not out of it completely yet, but it’s about so much more

I don’t know myself