All the time I was talking to Old Phoebe I kept thinking about James Castle. He was a student at the Elkton Hills School. He was no phoney. One day he said something about one of the hot shot guys and a bunch of this guys friends came into James Castle's room and locked the door and told him to take back what he'd said. And he said no. What those guys did to him was so repulsive and unspeakable that he jumped out of the window. He died. He died wearing my turtle neck sweater that I lent him. I almost died when he asked if he could borrow it. He never really spoke, he was one of those quest guys. But I lent it to him. And that;s what he died wearing. And that's all I could think about as I sat there talking to Old Phoebe. Sunday, 14 October 2007
James Castle
All the time I was talking to Old Phoebe I kept thinking about James Castle. He was a student at the Elkton Hills School. He was no phoney. One day he said something about one of the hot shot guys and a bunch of this guys friends came into James Castle's room and locked the door and told him to take back what he'd said. And he said no. What those guys did to him was so repulsive and unspeakable that he jumped out of the window. He died. He died wearing my turtle neck sweater that I lent him. I almost died when he asked if he could borrow it. He never really spoke, he was one of those quest guys. But I lent it to him. And that;s what he died wearing. And that's all I could think about as I sat there talking to Old Phoebe.
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