Friday, 12 October 2007
Chapter 21 Elevator
The best break I had in years, when I got home the regular night elevator boy, Pete, wasn’t on the car. Some new guy I’d never seen before was on the car. I figured that if I didn’t bump into my parents and all I’d be able to say hello to old Phoebe and the beat it and nobody’s even know I’d been around. What made it even better the elevator guy was sort of on the stupid side. I got off at our floor. I started walking very slowly towards Phoebe’s room. She was in D.B’s room. She’s very neat for a child. She’s no slob. She woke up. She put her arms around my neck and all. I mean she’s quite affectionate, for a child. Sometimes she is even too affectionate. I sort of gave her a kiss.
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