pete fothergill woke up.
he got up and looked out the window and thought, something terrible is going to happen to me today.
he got dressed and went to work. despite his forebodings, the sun was shining
pete was born in paris pennsylvania in one of the last years of the 20th century.
he had an older brother and a younger sister.
when he was seven years his parents split up and pete and his brother moved with their father to san somewhere in california where his father got a job as a gardener.
pete did not like school.
he went out for the baseball and soccer teams in high school.
he did not make the soccer team. he made the baseball team but did not play much.
his brother jeff made the football team, and jeff relentlessly made fun of pete for playing girly sports.
too bad the school don’t have a softball team for guys. maybe they have one at the y.
jeff loved playing football, but did not much care if the team won or lost, as long as he got some licks in.
pete fell in love with a girl named charlotte zebrinsky. charlotte’s parents had lots of money and she was nicknamed “princess grace” by the other students and did not seem aware in any way of pete’s existence.
jeff and pete drifted apart after they left school.
len, their father, had always had a drinking problem and disappeared.
pete married a girl a few years older than himself named vera lee whom he met online, but they broke up after four months.
pete got a job as a driver for amazon, and then for a small independent delivery service run by a guy named charlie
he liked working for charlie, but would have preferred being a pop star or a pro ballplayer, or winning the lottery.
he bought lottery tickets every week.
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