For what ever the reason, its the thing that makes living here pretty special. Oh one more little factor I forgot to mention about this town is it is ...he meth capital of America. And forget all those stupid public access spots you see on late night tv where they show the before and after of someone on meth. Its all bullshit. Sure there are some that just go way overboard and abuse the shit out of it, but for the most part, most people I know if you met them you wouldnt have any idea they used.. She was remarkably patient for whatever time in the morning it happened to be. All I knew was that it was dark outside.“It starts in my chest,” I said.She reached down to touch my pectoral muscle.“Here?” she wondered.“Yes,” I said.“OK, that’s OK,” she said. “That muscle was traumatized during the first surgery and it hasn’t seen much use in the past couple of weeks. That’s normal. Where else?”“It goes across my shoulder to my back,” I noted.“Also normal,” Sondra said, nodding. “How about your. It was going to be a beautiful day.She walked into the barn and saw Ken pitching hay into the horse stalls. He looked at her for a moment and then looked away."Hey, poop head," Katie said."Hey," Ken responded, smiling at the old nickname they had called each other when they were younger.An awkward silence followed, neither of them knowing quite how to act after the previous night. Katie walked over to Streak's stall, and greeted the big, black horse. "Hi fella." The horse approached her and. It didn't look quite so great with the winding howling and blowing the leaves everywhere.On her bed Cathy found a neatly typed note that said:Girlie night in!!!Meet in the lounge at 7:30pmBring a bottleLove,Jo (Room 1)P.S. Off License in Victoria Street, first on left, outside Dykesbeck House.Cathy took the note to Anita, and found her explaining a similar one to an oriental girl she introduced as Suki. Anita offered to take the two girls out to the Off License round the corner, so that they.