Billie Bob Jones
Who was I?
What was me?
How was I?
Where was I?
When was I?
Those were all the questions going through my mind as we had dinner together. Everyone seemed to be caught up in a lively conversation whilst I just sat there, drugged up and miserable.
I regretted my choice of becoming a vege-meterian because Benedito and Ma took it very seriously by prepping a salad for me. I always saw Benedito eat these and I did to, just with lots of meat but now to have no meat at all was a bit wild. The plate looked like something I gave to Lettie as a snack.
I had already lost so much weight, with this diet I was probably going to evaporate at this rate.
"Meu coração, why aren't you eating?" Benedito raised his eyebrow before he looked back down to his steak to cut a piece. For one hopeful moment I thought he had cut a piece for me but he put the block in his mouth as he smiled.
