The Wall and GoatChapter 11
As the tail end of winter petered out into the hopeful begins of spring Jesse and I sorted out a routine. We talked through the wall, that hadn't changed, but now most evenings would find me at his after school. He found the untidiness of my room distracting, and since his mother worked late it was easier to relax there. We went from school to his, or out to Toast, sometimes with Toman and Mina in tow and chatted or did homework on the table in the corner. Paul gave us the run of his house...