With kids the same age, most think twins. But when they’re not twins? Most think you just had trouble. And they’d be right. She was a good girl. I was a bad dude. Her family had money. Mine didn’t. And, unsurprisingly, her family hated me. We started dating when she was 15 and I was 17. We were high school sweethearts and I, really, owe her my life. Literally. She was with me when I was accidentally shot in the face at 18 by a buddy planning a robbery with my gun. She was with me when I went to prison and over, under and through numerous arrests, fights and angry, confused young-man insanity. |