After that, we blew out of town in my baby, a rebuilt, red with black stripe and black leather interior ‘68 Camaro hardtop that ran like it was bran... new. Quite a few miles had gone by and we had left the interstate when Lynn rolled her window down and shook her hair out in the passing wind.“I can’t believe you still have this thing,” she yelled over the wind and the roar of the engine. “It used to be such a piece of shit.”“It’s been completely rebuilt, a frame-up restoration,” I yelled back.I. We all headed back inside awaiting our ride home and jeff was going home with us to sleep over one of my friend's house. sadly our ride had finally came and as we all gave annette a hug, i was the last and i couldn't help myself as i went to grab ahold of her ass and due to my risky move, my luck had expanded. annette had said that she needed to talk to me about something important and that she would bring me to my house herself afterwards. everyone including myself had no idea what that might. Casey hesitated. All this could be bluff. The chauffeur turned in his seat. His hand was under his coat. Casey shook the lawyers hand. ‘You got gas?’ ‘Something like that.’ The lawyer stuffed a small slip of paper in Casey’s pocket. ‘Here is an address. South End. Three weeks. Saturday night. Your move. You’ll want to be there not too early but not too late. The bird likes to fly.’ Seconds later Casey found himself on the sidewalk again near the Haymarket. The towncar was just another set of. You will know that I am right." Mom. That's total bullshit. I know how I'm feeling right now. For thefirst time in a while, I feel like I have purpose. My life actuallyfeels like it means something. Ever since this transformationoccurred... I haven't felt at home in my own skin. My own power has beenlike a foreign entity to me. Now I feel right. So go away, and save yourbull- shit for someone who would actually care to listen to it." Iclosed my mind off. I shut everything off from myself at.