29 MAR 06
Week 7, 14 sentences:
[his] I walked away from you and got as far as the boy who'd been shooting baskets. But now he was standing with a dog on a leash. And you know how kids never really say hi, to us. He looked right up at me and said hello. I had been feeling like a hurt boy. But when he said hello I felt a thousand years old. And I didn't want to seem upset, so I just said: hello. And then I said hello to the dog.
[hers] My mother raised me to understand that my brothers were more important than I was. Not smarter, not better, not even stronger exactly, just more important. It was obvious. It wasn't discussed. Ghost as a verb. He has the conflict that everybody has: he wants it both ways. Keep yr hand on yr own knob.
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