Contentment

Madison is a kind of tired that goes all the way through, and drunk by herself while outside it snows to beat hell. She went to the Cheesecake Factory this afternoon, the one up in Easton, to have lunch with her stepfather. While he talked and talked about her mother, she gazed over his shoulder at a man sitting near the entrance looking lonely and so perfect. It occurs to Madison that perhaps she should be worried about finding a man like that for herself instead of wondering whether or not she has enough energy to play Wii and masturbate in the same evening.