Disapproval


His mother didn't approve, not even a lick. In a trailer, next to their barn, he was supposed to collect himself. Give him some space, let him figure out what to do with it. At the end of the ordeal she wanted a map with a red x, a dotted line and a box of treasure. But he didn't keep it up. He never redecorated, not even once. He did write one thing on the T.V. though. He always knew what he was watching.

I think she figured it would keep his predicament away from the family, bring him far away like an ant that's gotten some of that fungus growing in it. She didn't that having a database that could compete with a Six Degrees of Separation application was something her young ones should be exposed to.






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