Chapter 39 "Good Things Don't Happen To Me"
Elise Bentley was having an excellent morning. She'd gotten up early, she had a new outfit for the day and she'd managed to get her makeup and hair just perfect. She even was thrilled to discover that...
Elise Bentley was having an excellent morning. She'd gotten up early, she had a new outfit for the day and she'd managed to get her makeup and hair just perfect. She even was thrilled to discover that...
The apartment was a mess. Materials were thrown everywhere, glue was running down the wall and the shoebox they'd been working in was tipped over onto the floor. Father Krickett wiped his forehead with...
"What the hell is tapioca?" Burt asked as he and Carol stood in line getting lunch. She shrugged and plopped another jello square onto her tray. "I don't know, some kind of pudding I'd guess," Carol...
"You feel like a big man now?" Krickett asked, leaning against the wall of his garage, rubbing his cheek with his hand as Boris stood in front of him, looking at him, his hands clenched into tightly balled...
"And held in such high esteem, reaching for a lofty dream, yet the pain so sharp the failure real, that that was all that he could feel," Boris said, finishing as he looked up at Carol, Burt and Larry...
Leanne Goldstein hadn't been living in the complex for quite some time now. She'd been moved to a healthcare facility a handful of months ago, and Boris had been so busy he hadn't even noticed. Truth...