There she goes! Through the woods to dear Erik's, the old whore!
And here I go. The airline already has my reservation; I called this afternoon. The plane leaves in two hours, so. I have plenty of time to get there and pay for the ticket. THAT'S why I asked the slut for some cash-type money!
I'll travel light. Just this diary, and the clothes I'm wearing, and the box she had sent from home, with Mother's and Dad's things in it.
Oh, and Erik Parker's raincoat. There isn't a single mark on my body. The raincoat's a sort of… memento!