Friday, July 28, 2006

No Idea

I have no idea what Carlton typed. He won't tell me. He had me show his mother and father what he typed. They looked at the both of us like we were crazy.

Sis. Franklin said, "When you move out, you can take your little friend with you."

That caught me off guard. I had forgotten that this wasn't my house. I got sad. Carlton got upset, too. He asked when I was moving out. I said I didn't know.

I sent in a housing form to Xenia. I haven't heard anything yet. Maybe if I don't, the Franklins will let me stay here. I can hope right.


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