Chapter 5

By the time he grabbed a cart and started shopping, his head felt like it might split open. Maybe he should have waited after all. Or asked Leo to go. Not that his brother looked like he felt like doing Galaxy any favors on this particular day.

He shuffled along as best he could, avoiding people he recognized. He didn’t really think he could spend the time in long conversations. Not today. When he was done choosing his food, he went to the line the store manager himself was operating.

“Hey, Galaxy,” the manager, Louis Brown, called with a smile as he loaded the conveyer belt

“Hi, Lou.”

Lou was a man in his sixties with more hair on the side of his head than on the top and a slight stomach pouch. “Just you today?”

“Yeah, Leo’s home.”

Gesturing to the dark glasses Galaxy wore, Lou said, “Forecast says rain. Don’t think the sun’s coming out today.”

He smiled. “Maybe not.”