Back to T—–. Some time in mid November at 2 in the morning I awoke to the phone in my room.


“Brian? I have like 2 more hours of work to do, then I am going to take J— home, and I am about to die for sleep. I may sleep on his couch for a while before I come home.”

“Um, ok. I have to go to work early, I’ll take M—— to your Grandma’s for the day so you can work.”

“Ok, thanks. I won’t see you tomorrow because I have to be here at 4 till close.”

“I’ll come by and see you when I get off work, do you want me to pick you up any thing for dinner?”

“No. Anyway I have to go, I need to get this work done so I can get some sleep.”