back to the past
I had moved out before things went wrong. My son and I got an apartment together or so I thought because he was gone before 2 months was over. He might have felt like he was living alone because I was working 50- 60 hours a week and when I was off work I was hanging out at Jan's, mostly to be with Piggens. Piggens was fine with me not living there- he was used to me leaving most afternoons to go to work but he'd try to tell me "no work" which was a great idea but not so much possible. I was on... Sign in to see full entry.