to off the stuff as quickly as
possible, for several reasons.
Four ounces? I have graduated
again—to the major league.
Brad Drops Me Off
I half-expect him to ask
to come inside, smoke
a little, make love a little.
Instead, he turns to me.
I know you’re mad at me.
But please understand…
“I do understand. Not
your job to babysit me.”
Kind of mean, but oh well.
Okay. Right. But please
be careful. This is a major
quantity. Don’t leave it…
His money. I understand
that, too. “I’ll be careful. I
want to off this right away
and pay you back. Will you
let your people know how
to get hold of me?”
No problem. I trust you to pay
me back. He pauses. I just
want you to know I never
expected Angela to come
home or I wouldn’t have…
I still care for you, you know.
That phrase again. Everyone