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1996 was an unremarkable year Between my appointments with Krista and Facilitator's visits, I had ample opportunity to ponder whereI enty-four and understood a irlfriend or a red sports car: I was in love with a lesbian and was burdened with an orange beater "Joy to the world," I toasted as 1996 faded and 1997 loomed on the horizon

My father wasn't home, he was never home -he found a new home The house was his in name; it's occupants Ellie and I; he all but hed with the thought Ellie answered with a tilt of her head, coaxing another treat fro behind her ears Ellie was great co schedules she never bitched She whined when it was time to do her business which always coincided with my next nap

My mother's memory haunted me She didn't attempt any contact She was never ht her up "She doesn't care about my accident," I complained to Shannie

"She doesn't know about your accident," Shannie reminded me

"Maybe if she'd call she'd find out"

"She may as well be dead," Shannie said

"Sometimes you're a cold-hearted bitch"

"It's notto make one hell of a lawyer You have the sensitivity"

As Christmas of '96 passed and the New Year was a sunrise away, my father, Diane, Shannie and I made the trip to Laurel Hill The trip was unremarkable, other than it was the first ti happy fa Shannie's step-brother Jesus Fucking Christ, life sucks"

"I didn't know they're getting married," Krista chirped

"They're not! Not that I know of" Our session fell into a rare silence Krista let the silence stand She knewthe silence "My dad is reaping the ass I worked so hard to sew"

"You tried getting into Diane's pants?" Krista asked, amused

"Christ, everyone's a comedian," I complained

"I knohat you mean but do you?" Krista asked

"What's that suppose to mean?" I replied

Krista returned my stare She was a pro, I wished I had her co to get into Shannie's pants and just like that,Diane Where's the justice?"