I've worked at Gus's Groceries for a decade, since my last year of high school. The work is easy. I deliver groceries and gardening materials to the old ladies in town, and stock the shelves with overpriced food items. Not too many people shop at Gus`s anymore. There`s a Wal-Mart ten blocks away. It`s called a Super Centre, because you can buy fresh produce there. I always do my grocery shopping at Gus`s, even though I can`t afford it. My mother insists on it, because her and Gus used to date before she met my father. She doesn`t even eat anyways. My mother is a drunk. She has been since my father disappeared ten years ago. She used to be so beautiful, and kind, and now she`s a hollow, cracked, rotted shell of what she used to be.
Nothing much ever happens in this town, and I like it that way. I don`t like to draw too much attention to myself or my mother, but Gus always asks how she`s doing. I always say ``fine`, but he knows I`m lying. My mother is going to die. Part of me feels relief over this fact, and the other part hates myself for feeling relief over this. It`s sick. I hate my mother, and I love her fiercely at the same time. But I`m tired of looking after her. I'm twenty seven, and I`ve never had a girlfriend. I`ve never kissed a girl, been on a road trip, made a new friend. Maybe that will change after my mother dies.