This pixy, this tinker bell, walks in and sits down at my table directly across from me. She looks to the waitress and orders hot tea and says that sh... would be sharing this table. Looking up at me she said, "this was the only empty seat and she felt that I wouldn't mind sharing with her". Especially since I looked a bit lonely all by myself and she could not understand why a good looking man like me was, was eating all alone.I told her that I preferred to eat alone and that maybe she should. Two were black bound journals but the third was obviously from her childhood it was bright pink with words written in purple marker stating to stay the fuck out of it. I packed the journals away in a box with some photo albums and some important papers and i finished up just as Misty walked in the room. " There you are i was wondering where you got off too" she said in a slightly worried tone as i looked up a tear streaked down my cheek "Oh Ryan I am so sorry, I know this must be very hard for. You seem quite smart" Dave told her."Thanks, but I barely scraped through my Higher School Certificate. My father certainly didn't encourage me to study and was always at me to get a job as well as making me help out at home, although I always noticed that neither of my brothers seemed to get the same pushing and rarely did anything."During the last couple of years of high school, I worked part time in the closest McDonalds, riding my bike to and from work. This cut further into the limited. On the fourth day I rode under an interstate highway, so I decided to stop at a chain motel with high speed WiFi. The room price was twice what a Mom and Paki motel would have been but I could use all the Internet I wished.I used the time to do some window shopping on line. I wasn't anywhere I planned to stay long enough to have a package delivered. So looking was all I could do at the moment. I had been drawing since I left home for New York. By the time I checked into the motel I had a.