January 17

To be honest, I had no idea that today was going to end up the way it did. I just had no idea why Goodness preferred staying at home when he could go out there, do something crazy, get caught and run away until he could no longer run again. Though Goodness never complained, I understood perfectly well that he was a loner like Uncle Max. 

Today, I watched as Goodness loosened his tie and unbuttoned his shirt absent-mindedly as if he was preparing for a big party outside of town. I cleared my throat to get his attention. He acted as if he didn't hear me.

"You are going to a special party?" I asked aloud. I watched as he flinched and moaned like a woman facing her heat period. His eyes refused to meet my eyes. He didn't want to answer me when he was struggling to fix his tie properly. "Look at me, Goodness. Tell me where you are going this evening. I would like to know," I said.

After some time, he muttered. "I am going somewhere."

"I am sorry, Goodness