Chapter Eleven

Jason tries to reassure himself that he's better than his old friend Gary:

I’m taller. I’m better-looking. I have a nicer, more toned, lean, and tanned body. My lips are fuller. I didn’t have the cushion of parental money when I moved out here, and thus I have more character. I’m more compassionate and empathetic with the world around me. I don’t carry around the scars of being a fat kid...