Chapter
1
1
Early
September…
September…
St. Louis, MO
Sometimes you need
to go backwards to move forwards. Especially when you doubt yourself and don’t
know what to do next. All my packing was done. Boxes that would go into storage
formed an untidy wall around me.
to go backwards to move forwards. Especially when you doubt yourself and don’t
know what to do next. All my packing was done. Boxes that would go into storage
formed an untidy wall around me.
“Where
you moving to?” asked one of the men from the van lines, as he flicked the
butt of a Camel cigarette onto my lawn. Except it wasn’t my lawn. Not anymore.
So why worry?
you moving to?” asked one of the men from the van lines, as he flicked the
butt of a Camel cigarette onto my lawn. Except it wasn’t my lawn. Not anymore.
So why worry?
“I
haven’t decided yet.”
haven’t decided yet.”
That
pretty much summed up my life. I was at a crossroads, a spot on the map between
emptiness and confusion
pretty much summed up my life. I was at a crossroads, a spot on the map between
emptiness and confusion
