While sitting in the lobby I thought of Jane Gallagher. Jane was a special girl; she was the only one I had ever shown Allie's mitt too. One day, we were sitting on her porch on a rainy day just playing checkers. Her step dad started yelling and screaming at her about his cigarettes and Jane just ignored him. She began to cry and so I moved over next to her. I started kissing her everywhere except her mouth. After the incident with the booze hound we went to the movies. On the way there I asked her if he had ever tried to get wise with her before. She said no, but sometimes I still wonder what the hell was wrong with that bastard. I guess even the people that you are told aren't suppose to hurt you, still can cause the most damage. After thinking about Jane, I decided to go to Earnie's. On the ride over there I asked the cab driver, Horowitz, if he knew where the ducks went in the winter. He said he didn't know but he did know that the fish stayed here. Once I got to Earnie's I ordered a scotch and soda, you are never too young to drink here. The guy sitting next to me was a Joe Yale-looking-guy and a terrific looking girl with him. I wouldn't go to Yale or Princeton even if I was dying. They are just a bunch of prep school phony pricks. Once I got sick of all those phonies and I walked 41 blocks back to my hotel.
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