Tucker Cummings

Chapter 341: Whirled Peas

In Uncategorized on December 7, 2011 at 1:32 am

The things I used to love are now the things I hate the most. I put something in my mouth that once brought me joy, and I am awash in self-loathing. And that feeling is exactly what I’m going to need to steel my resolve.

I wake up each morning here in the hospital, kick away the letter Ripley has slipped under my door during the night, and make a few quick jumps. I’m slowly working my way through my favorite candies and beers. Even McIlhenney’s tastes like dirt to me now.

I just don’t know when I’ll do it.


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