Chapter Seven
The next day he woke up to a knock at the door. He tied his robe around his body, dreamily and walked half-awake to the door. What he saw at the door; it had to be him…the cap had the logo on it "Sheldon's Eatery". He was no old person with a shrill voice, he carried a youthful vibe around him…and he looked stern.
He allowed him into his house at his request. They talked and talked. In the following days he stopped picking up magazines from John's bin, he bought a new car, and purchased a television with cable. And every time he came back home, late at night, he had just finished a contract with "the sentencer".