That's why I needed to see Hugo. He would be able to make some sense out of what was in the year book.
I snuck out of Steve's apartment and went to the library to make a few copies.
I went back to Steve's and put the book back where I found it and tried to call Hugo.
I let the phone ring and ring. No answer.
I stuffed one copy into an envelope and headed to Mocha Daze.
"I've got to talk to Hugo."
Jenn just shook her head. "I told you that he's not here right now."
I looked around the place.
I missed it. I missed everybody.
I looked at the table where Fran, Mike and I used to sit around and talk. It was more like I'd listen to them argue, make up, and then argue some more.
We spent hours here.
"Do you know when he'll be back?"
"No," she said. "You know he doesn't want to see you. He told me to never let you in here. I don't know what you did, Greg, but you're number one on Hugo's shit list."
"I'm not sure what I did, either."
I looked at the envelope and thought about handing it over to Jenn to give it to Hugo. No, I had to give it to him myself.
I left Mocha Daze and went over to his place.
I knocked on the door.
There was no answer.
I bent down and tried to slip the envelope under the door.
It just bent in two.
I went over and slid it into his mailbox.
When he got home he'd open it and see the picture I sent him.
Then maybe he'd forgive me.
