I told Jay what had happened, and he wasn’t in a hurry to tell Len.
We left the door unlocked for several days before he got up the nerve to tell him.
Len wasn’t happy.
I forget how we got it out, but we did it without hiring a locksmith.
One night, Jay and his family were going to a wedding and wouldn’t be home until late.
Once they were gone, I brought my girlfriend back, and we stayed in.
I had her home by the 11:30 curfew her father set, then went back to the house.
I was lying in bed watching TV when I saw water leaking under the door to the utility room.
I opened the door and saw water coming from under the electric water heater.
I wasn’t a plumber then, so I had no idea what to do.
I put a beach towel on the floor and waited for them to get home.
They got home around 1:30, and I immediately told Len about the water.
He started yelling at me,“Why didn’t you call me immediately?
“I told him I had no idea where the wedding was.
He’d be over first thing in the morning.
Len kept yelling, but by then, Irv had already hung up.
The water heater was replaced the next morning.
It was thirteen years old, and that’s why it failed.
Had nothing to do with me.
I sold my motorcycle and the Falcon and bought a navy blue ‘68 GTO convertible.
We made money and got our weed for free.
He and his younger brother bought a pound and stashed it in the garage.
“as she walked across the room towards the garage.
I was being unfairly blamed for what his two sons were caught doing…
Someone had given me an old table lamp, so I threw that in the backseat, too.
It was 9:30 at night when I parked in front of Bendinelli’s Variety in Sharon Center.
I lit a smoke and started wondering where the fuck I was gonna sleep.
Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental…
