Greg had a few things he liked. Stacy did well to fan those interests as they waxed and waned. Every year every Christmas Stacy would get him something a magazine at least sometimes a book or something bigger. And a card. Every year it was different, there was an anime phase, then The Blue Man, and recently just some t-shirts of rock bands. Never did he get her anything. He tried once got her a shirt it was too small wasn’t even a band she liked. So he just stopped and she didn’t say anything. He didn’t know if she liked it that way just knew that she didn’t mind.
He was going to the second part of his day the strip mall. In there was a movie theatre, he would go there Mondays and Fridays, sometimes just look at the banners posters. Once and awhile he’d see a movie but since he only had about two hours a lot of time he’d leave sooner than they ended. Not like he cared he kind of liked it that way. On the way home he could make up the ending. He liked that better then it could end any way he wanted.
He was going to the second part of his day the strip mall. In there was a movie theatre, he would go there Mondays and Fridays, sometimes just look at the banners posters. Once and awhile he’d see a movie but since he only had about two hours a lot of time he’d leave sooner than they ended. Not like he cared he kind of liked it that way. On the way home he could make up the ending. He liked that better then it could end any way he wanted.