JUNK MAN - Chapter 2
JUNK MAN Chapter 2 I stared at Willy. Of course I would want to talk to him-I missed my dad so bad my heart felt like a bad toothache-all the time. Dad was the only person who understood me. He could tell when I just needed to be alone to sort out things that were bothering me and he seemed to know exactly when I was ready to talk about those things. I guess it was because Dad and I were a lot alike. When Dad died I felt like part of me died with him. The day of Dad's funeral I slipped out the... Sign in to see full entry.