Because all year I’ve been interested in her life. I ask her how her day was and I actually listen when she tells me. Because how else could I convince you that I was a thirty-two-year-old divorced high school algebra teacher?
I think this story captures Billy's journey from self obsession to empathy pretty well - however, it is written in the present tense, from a first person view while also having the narrator constantly refer to herself in the third person, pretty weird and, to be honest, not at all necessary - and this makes you wonder if the narrator actually learned anything at all at the end of the story. There isn't a sense of progression in the narration from a period of "how I was" to " how I am now" if you get my drift - maybe this is intentional but I can't say I am a fan.
