I'm back in my room after finding out that the library closes two hours early. Who told them they could close early? And why didn't I notice that when I was there? Anyway, I had me a very close call at Wal-Mart, which I went to right after Panera earlier. I was going to check out, and I was very nearly spotted by a former associate of Tara's. Yeah, they know me. She told them all about me. I guess she had to before she decided to duck out. That really cheesed them off.
I pretended to be interested in the Pirates of the Caribbean display for about an hour before he finally went out of eyeshot. The cashier standing nearby was getting very concerned. Who wouldn't be? I'd read both versions of the DVD about a hundred times while lowly rotating around the display depending on where this guy was standing. I started for the register a couple times before he turned again.
After I left, I considered carefully where to go from there. I still needed to find a job, and I did pizza delivery in college. It's not great money, but I have control over where I go, most of my people don't order out, and even if they do, I can decline the order by saying they're family. It'll be enough to get by for a little while. Who knows? The next time you order a pizza, it could be me delivering it. No, I'm not going to tell you where I was hired today.
I found me one desperate manager who was more than eager to take in a guy with a car and the willingness to work. I start tomorrow. It'll distract me from this pain I've got myself into.
I realized after looking over the last post that I never told you about this mysterious charm Tara "picked up" at the mall. It was a Rubik's Cube. Well, not literally, but a flat view of the cube like you're looking at a corner, so it was divided into three even parts with squared off sides. It's not too hard to imagine, but I'll have to figure out how to upload pictures to this blog so you can actually see it.
When I commented to her that I could solve the cube, she was impressed. I honestly think that was the point where she decided I was worth sticking with since it wasn't too long after that that I got her number. Her whole attitude changed as a matter of fact. Go figure. I guess she figured I wasn't so dumb after all.
As for the charm, I saw it periodically, or so I thought. I never saw it for long in the same place, and when I commented on it having noticed she never actually wears a charm bracelet, she just laughed it off and said she just likes it. Well, that is kind of the truth.
What was horrible is what the charm represented. It stood for something that lives in the underbelly of this city -- voted the safest in Oklahoma and the 20th safest in the nation. Maybe what this charm represented helped that. Maybe it served to keep it safe. Maybe it stifled all that threatened the safety of the city. One thing I learned, though, is that there is more to Broken Arrow than what is on the surface. Don't misunderstand me, it is a very safe place to live. I never had any problems here.
But what is it behind the scenes that keeps us that way? The truth, when it comes out is one of the hardest things to accept, especially when it is so unexpected. I've never been one to be paranoid, but I've started looking over my shoulder more. After what I've done, I just might be a target now.
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