Chapter186

#Chapter186

This blows

Nixon

Tension filled the car ride between my folks and me. They said little to me, and I said nothing to them. I wanted a drink. Anything’s better than this bullshit. They didn’t take me home but straight to a rehab facility. It was a stipulation if I wanted to return to school, and Ma and Dad’s stipulation to come home.

Dad pulled up to the front of a building. The words rehab on the front of the building were in big, bold letters. There’s nothing like pointing out the obvious, twits.

I got out of the car and grabbed a single bag. It’s what they allowed us in this place. They think if we bring more than one bag, then we’ll smuggle in contraband. That wasn’t a terrible idea.