January 22, 2009
Evan left quietly unsure of what to do next. Usually he plans his days off in advance but now he’s at a loss. He leaves the store out a side entrance to avoid further whispering and pointing from his coworkers. He walks over to the parking garage across the street.
He decides to take in a movie, have some dinner and then see a second movie. It’s a shame I don’t have a girlfriend, he thinks. He considers calling his friends for a gathering but calls his parents instead.
“No Mom,” he says on his cell phone. “I’m not sick.”