I waited for him to say more. But he just lay there, looking kind of spacey. Maybe they had him on some type of drugs. But I had to know.
Why'd you do it?
You can't, it's cheating, Mouth that's what it is. Cutting in line. Or cutting out of line. You can't do that. You've got to stick with it.
Why not?
I didn't bother to replying with the obvious lie. Oh don't say that-you got tons of friends.
Nobody likes me...
Lots of people like you.
I wasn't there to argue with him. But he knew as well as I did that if I threw a party for all my friends, we could fit in a photo booth and still have room for pony rides and a moon bounce.
Right... Sure.
*Nod Nod*
Let's face it-with a few exceptions, nobody likes anybody.
Scott walked out of the hospital thinking...
That was a grim statement. And I didn't really believe it. I mean, I hoped that deep in my heart I didn't believe it. Half the time, I didn't know what I believed. But at least this got Mouth thinking about his loneliness, whatever it was that drove him too far, wasn't unique.