Godzilla!

My mom calls me in the middle of the night…
“Hey”
“Hi,” stunned and surprised, forgetting she has a job.
“What are doing?”
“Nothing”
Before she could say anything else, “Why did you call so late?”
“Oh, nothing just wanted to talk.”
“Umm, ok”
Abruptly she says, “Could I tell you something?”
“Uh, sure.”
“Don’t tell anyone else.”
“Ok”
“P. wants to sue R.’s (my uncle) nursing home.”
“What? Why?”
“Because she they killed him, she can’t do that can she?”
“She or whoever has two years to do whatever they want.”
“Oh shit”
I ask, “What’s the purpose anyway? He was going to die anyway.”
“You know how she is.”
I stay silent.
Angrily I say, “And what does she plan to do with the money?”
“How the hell am I suppose to know”
Lying & before my mom says anything else I say and hang up, “You know what I just got a call I need to go, Bye.”
What the hell? Seriously, I should just move to another country or something, all of that is just something I just don’t want to remember, something to just be left in the past.

But anyway, I hope to have a job with one of the fire departments around here by next year or maybe the year after, or at least a hook up inside.