has been busy too, there’s
a lot of “nothing” out here.
They can’t be everywhere.
I know all this because
my boyfriend’s Gramps
was an original Hells
Angel manufacturer.
He’s in prison too. Not for
cooking it or transporting
it, but for stabbing a guy
in a bar fight while high on it.
That’s not something Matt
is proud of. In fact, he hates
meth, and what it’s done
to his family. If he knew
the idea of trying it had
even crossed my mind,
he would not be happy.
And if he had the slightest
notion that his best friend,
Kyle, is the one who keeps
offering it, Matt might end
up just like his grandfather.
SO FAR
I’ve refused.
Refused the meth.
Refused the scene.
Refused Kyle’s kiss.
Well, sort of.
Once he cornered me.