that. You just never knew. “We have to go to church right
now!” She’d drag your ass right oĉ the bed at 4 a.m. to go to
church, even though it was closed.
It was like living with a mean teenaged girl, who was
hormonal and boy crazy. She used to talk to me about the
weirdest things. I didn’t understand it, but she would always
talk about sex and stuĉ, like I was her friend. I guess
because she didn’t have any friends. After that accident all
her friends fell oĉ. She would talk crazy to everybody,
because of the brain injury, and no one wanted to be
around her.
She was boy crazy, but just for my stepfather. My mom
was still having more kids. My baby brother Justin had just
been born. She still was hooking up with my stepdad
because she still said that’s her husband, even though they
were divorced now. She was fucking him in a Volkswagen.
At the time, I had no idea why he didn’t come back to
the house after the accident.
Then I found out, maybe.
For my twenty-mrst birthday, Step-Father took me out
for drinks. I was real depressed then. Around this time I had
a breakdown and I was physically ill. ͳis was also the mrst
time I got drunk. He had certainly had more than a few too.
Tiffany: “I don’t know if I’m going to make it, man. I
don’t know if I’m going to live any longer. I know I’m
twenty-one and everything, but I just don’t feel like
I’m going to make it, you know.”