Thursday 11 October 2007

Chapter 18 Jane and Carl

I thought I’d give old Jane a buzz and she if she was home yet. I never danced with her the whole time I knew her. I saw her dance though once. She looked like a very good dancer. It’s a funny thing about girls. Every time you mention some guy’s strictly a bastard- very mean, or very conceited and all- and when you mention it to the girl, she’ll tell you he has an inferiority complex. Girls, you never know what they are going to think. I gave old Jane a buzz, but her phone didn’t answer, so I had to hang up. I only had three people in. Jane, Mr Antolini and my fathers office number. So what I didn’t I finally gave old Carl Luce a call. He graduated from Whooton after I left. I think he was pretty surprise to hear from me. I once called him a fat-assed phoney.

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