After he touched me, I told him I had to go get my bags at the station, where I had left them. I was shaking like a madman. I was sweating, too. When something perverty like that happens, I start sweating like a bastard. I can't stand it.
I know it.
I decided to go to the subway station and Grand Central, and sleep in the waiting room there. Then I started to think about old Mr. Antolini and his flitty pass at me. I think he just has lousy hormones. I only slept till about nine o'clock, and then I picked up this magazine that I found and read an article on cancer. I definitely thought I had cancer. Then I decided to head back on outside.
I started getting this feeling that every time I would cross a street, I would go down, down, and down and disappear before I would reach the other side. I got so nervous that I talked to Allie along the way, saying "Allie, don't let me disappear." I went to a store to get a pad and pencil to write Phoebe a note.
The General Store
I had to first go over to Phoebe's school, since that was where she was. The school was exactly as I had remembered it, since I went there when I was a kid.
I sat down on the stairs, writing my note to Phoebe, telling her to meet me at the museum during lunch so I could return her Christmas money to her. While waiting for my nausea to pass, I noticed someone had written "Fuck you" on the wall, and it made me crazy. I wanted to kill whoever had written it, but I just rubbed it off.
This is for Phoebe Caufield.
I went over to he principal's officer, but there was no one there except for this old and nice receptionist. I handed over the note, chatted for a while, and left.