A Game of Tag(2)
4
I regretted it. While I was on the bus to head home, I reflected on my decision. I should ask to be paid 45 dollars for doing the dishes. That way, I could clear my debts.
It turned out that Kenneth was right. I was really unwise.
The first time I saw Kenneth was when I was eight years old. At that time, Kenneth was thin and petite and he didn't speak all day. Hence, no one was willing to talk to him except me.
As for the reason I talked to him, it was solely that I talked too much.
Later, I was lucky enough to be studying at the same university as Kenneth. He was so handsome that I pursued him for five years.
In the end, five years of my youth were clearly not as valuable as a glass of wine worth 105 dollars.
I sat on the bus and wailed. The people next to me looked at me from time to time. When I arrived at the station, my eyes were so swollen that they looked like walnuts.