I nodded contritely anyway when she turned to give me a pointed look.“I’ve been punched in the mouth, had a woman hit me with pepper spray and had... a guy spit in my face,” the man said with a shrug. “It’s no big deal. Like I said, the county tells me where to deliver these and who gets them. If I want to keep a paycheck coming in, I gotta take what I get.”This time my contrition was genuine.“My bad,” I said.Again, he shrugged it off.“Do you have a business card?” Jill asked. The man nodded and. Things seemed to be just as crazy today as they were yesterday, I thought as I drove to Flagler Beach. I sure hoped they wouldn’t change any time soon. I loaded my woodshop project into the trunk of my car. I was confident Louise would enjoy the jewelry chest. I got an A on the piece and was very proud of the way it had turned out. 2nd and 3rd periods were spent saying our farewells to our teachers and friends and I spent the lunch break in the office talking to my guidance counselor about. "I already pay rent to Harry Rogers," said Roland."Next time that fucker comes round, you tell him you're paying rent to Oban Rushmore. That's me, if you didn't fucking know already. Tell him that if he doesn't fuck off, I'll stick my fist down his fucking throat and pull out his fucking kidney. I've tolerated you cunts for long enough. Either pay up or dig a hole in the ground where we can bury you."With these parting words, the man walked off still unconcerned about the bloodstains splattered. ‘It doesn’t sound like you’re from around here.’ Ryan told her a little of his background, but deliberately didn’t tell her about his baseball career. He wanted Jane to accept him for who he was, not because he’d been a ball player at one point in his life. Jane told Ryan a little about herself, fearful that he’d find her mundane, but not caring. For some reason, she felt relaxed around this man, like she’d known him all her life, which, in a sense, she had. She didn’t tell him that she’d had.