A ton of questions pop
into my head. Did he
screw up because of
the meth? Angela? Me?
What will this mean to his
dream of becoming
an electrical engineer?
Does this translate to we’re
living together? Was
the word “fiancé” just
for my mom’s benefit? I’m
afraid to ask any of that.
I was thinking we could
get an apartment together.
I mean, if you want…
Well, of course I want.
Being with Trey twenty-
four, seven? A dream.
I could get a job. And
your baby could live with
us too, if you want….
Trey, Hunter, and me, like
a real family? This is starting
to sound pretty serious.
We’ll need some money
for furniture and stuff.
Maybe we could sell
this car. We’ll only need
one, right? I think mine is
probably more reliable….