Life was hard on her. That guy had

knocked her up

in high school and her family wouldn’t help her.

His family wouldn’t let him marry her because she wasn’t Indian.

But then they had that gas station empire so they paid for her apartment.

He came to visit and

fuck her

when he wanted. She didn’t need a drug habit to make it a tragedy.

But it was probably on the path ahead of her, I’ll give you that.

her bathroom had mold from the tiles to the ceiling

although if she had a habit there’s no way those thousand beer cans would have stayed on that patio, them shits would have been recycled

She was just a kid fresh out of school, used to be a cheerleader. We went through her old photos with her remember?

She was gorgeous.

we hit that right?

After bringing some Pollo Loco for the kid, yeah we would get down.

What did she say that one time? What, you’re trying to be

dad of the year?

naw honey little man’s hungry

People who aren’t used to love can be cynical as fuck sometimes.