hadanewboyfriend,someohahouseinHampsteadandhisohicdesignpany.

    Isofitprettyquick.Therewasementintheirfaces,ortheirvoices,soIkhattheydidnthaveanynewsforme,anygrandannouaboutmyfuture.Icouldseelovethere,and,anditmademefeelalittleteary,totellyouthetruth;Ihuggedthemforalongtimesothattheycouldntseemebeingawuss.ButtheydetoaStarbucksbasementbecausetheydbeentoldtoetoaStarbucksbasement,aherofthemhadanyideawhy.

    ,man?saidEd.Iheardyouwerentdoingsogood.

    Yeah,well,Isaid.Somethingwillturnup.IwaosaysomethingaboutthatMicawberdudeinDis,butIdidntwaogetonmycaseevenbeforewedtalked.

    Nothingsgonnaturnuphere,hesaid.Yougottaehome.

    Ididntwanttohavetogointothewholey-daything,soIgedthesubject.

    Lookatyou,Isaid.Hewaswearinglikeasuedejacket,whichlookedlikeithadcostalotofmoney,andapairofwhitecorduroys,andthoughhishairwasstilllong,itlookedkindofhealthyandglossy.HelookedlikeohoseassholesthatdatethegirlsinSexay.

    IneverreallywaolooklikeIusedtolook.IlookedlikethatbecauseIwasbroke.Andweayedanywherewithadetshower.

    Lizziesmiledpolitely.Itwashard,withthetwoofthemthere-likeyourfirstandyoursedwivesingtoseeyouinthehospital.

    Ineverpeggedyouforaquitter,Edsaid.

    Hey,becarefulwhatyousay.ThisistheQuittersClubHQ.

    Yeah.ButfromwhatIhear,therestofthemhadgoodreasons.Whathaveyougot?Yougotnothing,man.

    Yup.Thatsprettymuchhowitfeels.

    ThatwasntwhatImeant.

    Aacoffee?saidLizzie.

    Ididntwaogo.

    Illewithyou,Isaid.

    Wellallgo,sa