I took trains and buses to get to Leper's house in Vermont. Once I got there I could tell that no one was going to drive me over to his house. Once I got there, he let me in and started talking about which rooms were useful, and the rooms "Where people can't figure out what to do with themselves" (133). We started talking and I asked him what he had escaped from. He seemed more weird, had had no manners left at all. He told me how the army put him in the Section Eight discharge, which meant he was psycho. He started yelling at me and saying how I was a "savage underneath" (137). I noticed that Leper never looked at his mother, but he was an ideal son. After lunch we went out for a walk, and things were much less harsh. He then said, "Snow White with Brinkers face on her. There's a picture", and then bursted into sobs. After gathering himself, he said that ideas like that are what made him psycho. He said the army had turned everything inside out. He started telling me his crazy moments, with every gory detail. I told him to shut up, but he kept going. I yelled at him, "I don't give a damn! Do you understand that? This has nothing to do with me (143)! I ran in the opposite direction of his house, towards the middle of town.
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