31st
January 2015
Dear Cassi,
So, Pickle had a busy day. It comes that he was to
help Yule move and I’m not sure he accomplished that as he got into an argument
with Pony Girl about McDonalds. Apparently, Pony Girl feels that rich people have
earned their money and have a right to mistreat poor people.
That would be Pony Girl for you, evil to the core
and justifying her own ill treatment of people by some half logic. So, now
Pickle and Pony Girl are upset with one another and I have to worry over Pickle
and his logistical needs.
This is particularly irksome and Pickle once
promised that I wouldn’t need to drive him around in exchange for him ignoring
the family’s poor treatment of me. Now he still turns a blind
eye to things and I have to drive him around.
To add
another level of odd, Pickle accepted two linking couches that once belonged to
my deceased cousin. These are faded, ugly, green affairs, tainted with the
smoke of cigarettes and holed with their burns. They are in some better shape
than the couches in the house, but these simply don’t fit
well and frankly are uncomfortable.
I would love to take a moment and sit down to
reflect on things but there is no way I can sit down on a dead man’s couch and
do so. At least I know those to can still fight.
Live every day, little sister,
Richard Leland Neal
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