Chapter 11Thursday, September 8th
Jeremy concentrated on the dishes. It kept more than his hands busy. If he focused on every motion he made, the sponge passing over dried and caked on food, the time went faster. He kept the water hot and filled with suds and always saved the silverware for last. Dirty dishes and filthy pots and pans were still better than washing silverware.
Barry needed a dishwasher. Not a person. A machine. The investment had to be cheaper over time than hiring someone for the labor. Jeremy kept his mouth shut. He was thankful for the work.
Mostly.
With a G.E.D. he wondered if this was it. Would life have anything else to offer? Would he spend the rest of his life living with his uncle, in his parents' old house, while he made a meager living washing dishes? Having
