My 'friends' have all been gone for the last few days. I'm not sure why but I'm trying to stay on my toes. You never know when they'll be back. Mrs. Rice stopped me in the hall to ask about Mama. She says she hasn't seen her in a while and she was worried. I got a weird feeling like she was saying something about me--like maybe just checking up in case I did something to her which I don't understand because I've never been anything but perfect to my mother. Everybody knows that. My cousin says I should get my own place and get away from her. That Aunt Sue drained him dry with her hairdresser appointments and cheesecakes. Aunt Sue's diabetes took care of any problem he ever had. Other than the extra-large coffin that cost an extra 750 more than the regular ones. Mama's too healthy for anything like that, except her knees. Maybe Mrs. Rice will call the cops on me.
I saw R. at the comics place. She was wearing red boots--rain boots. She didn't see me when I walked in but I thought she was looking at me when I was talking to Frank about the Star Wars sneakers from Adidas. I saw some I wanted at that mall in Atlanta but Mama said they were stupid. And now I can't find them on the website. Those boots were really great. All shiny from the rain.
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