>Friday, May 23rd (night)Hi, Marsh,I haveta tell you about what happened today. It's just so -- ga! do I usethe word Weird a LOT, or what? But whatever. Do you. What are we having?" French Toast, made with the finest bread in Ontario," she said."French Toast," Bobby shouted came out in his pajamas, sliding to a haltwhen he saw a man in the house. He had a bit of fear on his face untilhe recognized who it was, and then there was a big smile. "It's thebakery man," he crowed."Hi Bobby," Geoff said, tousling the boys unkempt hair. "Do you likeFrench Toast too?" It is the best breakfast ever," Bobby said. "I wish we could have itevery day, but Rachael says. She put her arms around my neck. "I love you, Carter. Okay let's do it. Fuck what people say. We're together, they'll just have to deal with it." "I love you too Sloane. Where should we eat?" "Let's go to the mall. Not the one near my job but there is one close to here. Their food court is pretty neat. Besides, I kinda want to do some shopping. Is that okay?" "Yep. Onwards to the mall!" For a Sunday, the mall was unusually packed. We had trouble parking and getting through the crowds of people.Read More
