I got my stuff, got a little blow-up mattress, and
moved into the tack room. I stayed there a few
nights. I wasn't happy and he could see it on my
face in the mornings. But Tom loved it. He was
laughing. Eventually, he let me go back to
Mike's apartment. I think I showed
him my loyalty and how much
I wanted to do this, that I
would do anything to be a
success. He really liked
that. He had me in there
for three nights. It was
a bad tack room. It
was really bad.
My heart just sank.
I knew I was
in trouble.
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