Ozzie Fitch: Chapter 21
Day later. Week later. Don’t know. Sitting on the steps outside Binny’s. Darla comes by. Dressed to the nines.
“Hi,” I say. “Haven’t seen you around.”
“I’m not staying,” she says.
I nod, suck on my stick. “Yeah?”
“Gotta go.”
I nod. Suck again. “Where?”
“Don’t know.”
What did she want from me? Did she really not give a care? Try as I might, I had no idea what caused her to change her mind. Must have been something miserable I had done, but I had no idea what.