Chapter VI
June 20, 2000
It took four Advil to cure the headache William had earned from drinking too much
last night. He had the day off, Tuesdays being his Saturday. Once the headache
disappeared, he prepared to make pancakes. He did this every Tuesday morning
because it was a cheap and filling breakfast. He would also cook them on Thursdays,
which were his Sundays.
He wished he could get two consecutive days off, but Mr. Stanza needed him on the
busiest lottery days of Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. His boss also didn’t trust
the other workers on weekends, leaving William stuck with those shifts too.
William hadn’t completely set up the new apartment yet. He still needed to make a
trip to his grandmother’s storage unit to rummage for furniture and household
items, but he had enough to make food and a few places to sit.
The setup was good enough for him, and he didn't plan to invite many people over.
He would not be entertaining large groups in his small one- bedroom apartment.
He smiled as he poured batter onto the hot skillet. He had an amazing night last
night if he remembered it correctly. Moving out proved to be worth it, even if he
possessed a bunch of old plates and silverware from the 1960s. William thought they
could possibly be older than that. He didn’t know if his grandmother lived through
the Great Depression, but he assumed she had since she hoarded everything. While