The headaches started a week later. They became so intense I couldn't work. Eventually, I found Doc Shapiro and his prescription for blessed, powerful white tablets that are atom bombs compared to the cappistols ibuprofen and acitaminophen. The depression came on about six months after the fall. Understand, being father away from Helen and Chrissy is the worst part.
People get smaller at a distance.
All I was doing, you see, was getting Chrissy's kite. I set the magazine on my neighbor's pink polyester lap while the sniff-sniffled into her shredded ball of paper. Quickly looking away, I was afraid I'd said too much. I folded my arms and focused on the stained baseboard across the room. It was standing room only at the clinic.