Chapter 2: Feeling It…
It seemed that the time was passing so slowly. I wandered around my small apartment, picking up this, putting down that. I found that I was looking forward to seeing Jimmy tonight. Going into the living room, I pulled the yearbook from my senior year off the bookshelf. I sank onto the couch, looking through the pages. Damn, Jimmy was all through this thing. Man, he’d been cute then. His dirty blond hair had been long and wavy. He’d always kept it pulled back in a ponytail and all the girls used to love to play with his golden locks. Gosh we were both just skin and bones. I stared at my picture, wondering how the hell I’d made it through.
My parents didn’t care anything for me. My dad had run off before I was born and Mama married Earl. He and I butted heads from
