Can’t Talk With Bobby Joe
Tuesday, January 13th, 2009No one is talking about Bobby Joe. He’s on some mission. A mission to kill something. I don’t have a good feeling about it. I feel bad. All I can do is sit here and think if my boy is alive. Hearing rumors that the team left on a mission to kill a big time A.I.. A machine. I heard, but that is all. I can just sit on the porch and rock on the chair. I can do much else. Too worried. Wife won’t even talk with me about it. She won’t talk to me about anything. She keeps telling me that if I keep trying to stop Bobby Joe from being in the Army then she’ll report me. She’ll turn me in. Now rocking in this chair is about the only thing I can do. Or she’ll call the Army and have them take me away. I don’t want the, but do I not want that more than I don’t want Bobby Joe to be on a killing mission? I’ll go find him. I just need to get away from the woman.