Maybe you would want to know what has happened to me after the whole encounter 
with Phoebe in New York and how it changed my mind about moving west and all so I 
would like to tell you how it went: 
So basically, I took Phoebe back home to my parents since it was raining like a 
bastard that day in the park and my parent’s were surprised to be seeing me. I don’t know 
if they were surprised that they saw me, that they saw me with Phoebe or that they saw me 
with Phoebe and we were both dripping. Like, we were both soaked and it looked like we 
jumped in a pool with clothes on and my mother had this sort of expression on her face 
where it seemed like she was mad that we were getting the carpet floors all dirty. Anyway, 
they had asked me what I was doing at home with Phoebe on a school day and I basically 
told them everything that happened. How I dropped out of Pensley because I stopped trying 
and saw no point in school, how I went to NYC and stayed in a random hotel, went to pubs 
and bars and encountered with a prostitute and her pimp, how I had a date with Sally and 
met up with an old friend, how I snuck in at the house late at night and hid in Phoebe’s 
closet when mom was coming in the room, how I stayed with the Antolini’s after I left the 
house and how I was so close into going to west if Phoebe didn’t try and convince me to 
not go. You should’ve seen the expression on my parent’s face. It was like, they were upset 
and angry that I dropped out of school once again and left without telling them, stayed in 
NYC by myself but at the same time glad I didn’t move west. 
I had stayed with my parent’s for awhile until they figured out what they would do with 
me and a couple hours after I got home from the park with Phoebe, I started to feel really 
light headed and dizzy and my mother told me I had caught a fever. That damn rain. My 
mother took care of me and fed me and it honestly felt nice because it was like I was a kid 
again, I mean, my mother doesn’t feed me where she literally puts the food in my mouth nor 
does she stay in bed next to me to make sure I was okay, so it felt really nice. In the 
meantime with my father, I swear he would’ve given me this long speech about how I need 
to take school more seriously and all this garbage if I wasn’t so sick. I know he’s probably 
gonna give it to me afterwards but that can wait. Every day that I was sick, Phoebe would 
play with me and keep me company when she gets home from school. I didn’t mind that but 
I did mind the fact that all she wanted to do was play dolls and watch HER shows on the TV 
and to me, that got quite annoying. 
Anyway, my parent’s concluded that, of course, I would go back to school and all. 
They gave me all these lists of schools that seemed even the slightest interesting to me 
and one really came out to me... It was this school named Marshall prep. It was a school in 
NYC so I could visit my family all the time and have home cooked meals and all and what I 
liked about the school is the fact that it’s seriously just like a public school but it’s 
considered a private school where we wear uniforms and all. I'm actually excited to go to 
school there next fall, and who knows, I might even befriend another Ackley.