Chapter Six
The next Saturday, Justine said that I should go to the gym for a long time. I usually went for three hours on Saturdays, but she said I should do at least four hours. “Why not finish up with an extra hour on the stair machine?” she asked. “After that, why don’t you go to a bookstore for a little while?” She knew how much time I could spend in a bookstore if left alone, so I knew she meant business: She wanted me out of the house for most of the day.
I said yes to all of it—not just because I found the gym rewarding and loved to browse in bookstores, but because Justine really had an eager excitement within her. I loved to see her so animated. I knew this all must have something to do with our rather recently discovered s****l games and attitudes, and this excited me all the
