We drove south on York Road, passing the large brick house that always stole my attention. I peered past my mother's arms and the steering wheel, to take another long, unblinking look. The exterio ... [+]
"Want a ride down?" Jorge asked. "I'm gonna walk, get some air." "How do you think Eddie's gonna act?" Jorge asked. "Won't be here to see." "Don't you think it could be a bit..." "Jorge, how do you think Eddie will react? He's gonna have a tantrum and I won't let it be the day he snaps me in half." "Okay chill," Jorge hugged me. "When you're out you can stay with me and Cece." "Thank you." Jorge gave me a smile and left. I was glad Jorge and Cece were confident in me to clean up. Being 23, I could get out of this hole I'd been in since being abandoned to a dealer for heroin when I was 11. I tr