when I shouldn’t have.” Done. At
worst I’d get a slap on the wrist for
driving a car that wasn’t registered.
But what would I be getting at
home?
I sat there in the police station
—arrested for suspicion of grand
theft auto, a plausible suspect for
carjacking or murder—and debated
whether I should call my parents or
go to jail. With my stepfather I was
thinking, He might actually kill me.
In my mind that was an entirely
realistic scenario. With my mother I
was thinking, She’s going to make
this worse. She’s not the character
witness I want right now. She won’t