Sometime in May

Okay, I get it. I understand everything now. It’s all falling together and I’m going crazy in the middle of English class. Okay, what are you doing with Thomas now? Tell me, come one, I wanna be in on this too. Well, we all know you’re not going to kill him. My guess is he’s going to be all right and I’m telling you that now God because you seem to always forget. Did you forget about the small, weak, sick little almost 13 yr. Old, very intelligent boy in St. Barnabas hospital, in Livingston, NJ on Old Short Hills Rd? You must have forgotten about him because I haven’t seen any improvement. So I’m reminding you, and I remind you EVERY SINGLE DAY, and Maria D. reminds you and Thomas’ family and friends remind you. Well, you can’t be dumb, can you? No, what YOU ARE IS SIMPLY CRUEL. YOU TOY WITH PEOPLE. Yes, you get pleasure out of that.

No, no, no forget it God. No matter what you do, no matter what, over my dead body, Thomas is going to be FINE. JUST FINE.