TripinChapter 57
"So when are you leaving," Wilma asked. "I don't think I am going to New York. I'm brain damaged, not stupid," I said. "Well you could be both for all I know," she suggested. "So what's up?" I haven't heard from you or Royce in a couple of days." I remarked. My journal entry told me that, I couldn't remember of course. "I can't answer for Royce but I have been busy touching up your images. You do know that you really aren't that gorgeous, don't yo?" she asked. "Of...