You head right, sighing. You drive back to Mickie’s Pizza. You stop the car, going back to your shift.
You’re hungry, and you really want to take a bite of the pizza..
NO. You snap out of it. You can’t lose this poor excuse of a job.
A hour passed, Mickie’s is closing for the day. You drive home. You can’t wait to see your brother. People tease you for being gay, for caring so much for your brother. But is brotherly love not accepted? You hope he will get better, so you can tell him about the reward. But you could use the money for treatment.. You get cracking. You’re probably not the only one.
You search up about this odd Marie girl, but almost nothing comes up. What a waste. What’s the point of trying to find her when there’s nothing? You swear her father must be a nutcase. He didn’t even release the day she was born, except the year. What’s so important about this girl anyway? Is anyone really worth that much?
But you guess if you were a dad, you’d be desperate for your son or daughter back. You can kinda relate to him.
It’s 2 am on a Friday night and you’re STILL working on this. You starting to think if this is even worth it.
Should you stop and give up on this hopeless girl?