Chapter 9

I wanted to buzz someone from this phone booth I was stood in outside the station, but I couldn’t think of anyone to buzz. I wanted to talk to Phoebe but if I rang home my mum or dad would have most likely answered, it was a bit too late to call Jane. I thought of calling Sally Hayes, this girl I used to hang around with but my mum and her mum are friends, and if she answered the phone and found out I was in New York, I could see her breaking every bone in her body just to get to the goddam phone and tell my mum.

I wanted to go back downtown so I caught a cab. “Hey, you know central park? In the winter, when the little lake freezes over? Do you happen to know where the ducks go?”
“No idea.”
He didn’t really talk much afterwards, I don’t think he was interested.

After I checked in at the hotel, I just looked out of the window. You’d be surprised how many people don’t pull their shades down. You really would. I saw this weird looking guy walking up and down his room wearing women’s clothes, corsets, heeled shoes and everything! Then right over form his window there were people just in hysterics. I’m not kidding when I say, that hotel was full of perverts!