Chapter 7 - Issy
I SPENT THE REST OF the night in a daze. Ricardo let me go home — Tammy ran to him and told him I barfed. He was at the door of the ladies’ before I could even step outside.
“Issy, go home,” Ricardo said in disgust. “You’re too sick to be at work. What did I fuckin’ tell you?”
I blushed a bright hot red. “I’m sorry, Ricardo. I wasn’t feeling this poorly when I left the house.”
I was afraid to be alone with myself. When I got out of work, I called Janice.
“Hey, are you busy?”
“Never too busy for you,” Janice said ironically. “What can I do you for?”
“I need help,” I mumbled into the phone. “I’m coming over. Are you home?”
“Yeah,” Janice said. She covered the receiver and I heard her yell something to someone. “Sorry, the kid’s being a brat,” she said mildly. “Come o
