But I turned him down flat. I just can't deal with his excessive generosity right now. I hope he understands.I can't help feeling he's trying to make ...hings right by buying me lots of stuff. I wish he'd realise that his friendship is all I expect. I don't need his money, never had really.Mum called and we talked for about five minutes. She just wished me a happy birthday and asked how I was getting on. She didn't once mention Justin, Dad, or Saturday night. It's like nothing happened. I wonder. Mike: You do not want to do that it would only add to the burden your soul must carry on its journey to the light. (He knew that he was fucking with her and he enjoyed it.)May: That's it. One more of those little wisdoms and I'm going to stab you with this butter knife.They finished their breakfast in silence. The waitress had hovered to listen to Mike/Wes' philosophy.Waitress handing them their receipt and taking the voucher: You talk real nice. What your real name?Mike: Michael, but Mike is. Or at leastthat's what I thought at the time. The only way to contain the mentaldamage would be to pretend everything remained normal. "Completelynormal." I reminded myself of that as I pulled the comforter from my smallbed. I'd gotten dressed in one of my huge shirts, oddly enough itstayed the same size and I could see a stain from a hot dog I'd eatenwhile wearing it. It was clean now, so I pulled it over my head beforeI pulled the covers over my head. My alarm clock was already set,nothing to. ‘What’s in the safe?’ I asked. ‘I don’t know. This building used to be a credit union and the safe was here then.’ There was a door to an adjoining office. I checked it and it was locked. ‘So who has the key to the safe and the office?’ I asked. ‘Dan has a key. He went to Youngstown on business. He’ll be back tomorrow. I don’t have a key to the safe or Dan’s office,’ replied Chantill We looked around and I spotted a handgun under the counter. I asked Chantill if it belonged to her. I picked it.