I hate green. No one has visited. Good. She turned the page. August 15th. Still no one. The son, Junior, has not called. Brenda has not called.
They don’t know I’m here. They just know the money is gone. That’s all it took. Two days. Good. She skipped ahead. Pages and pages of the same thing. No one. No one. No one. Then she found a new entry. Two continue reading …