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“You can go,” I said My last as said to the back of her head, exiting through my open door

“Collect Call from San Quentin Correctional Facility,” the operator said I sat for a long ti up But my mother’s final words were etched permanently in my mind I hope one day you’ll knohat it means to care about someone other than yourself What it is to care about fareen button

“Finally ready to talk to ruff voice barked out

“I guess you could say that What do you want?” I asked him

“I want you to know I’ll be co up with paperwork”

“You’re not co with him…my mother’s words continue to burn in my ears

“I’ll be there”

“Dad…”

“I’ll be there, son” He dug that knife in a little deeper My shoulders sagged

“Fine, I’ll set you up with a place to live I’ve got to go” I hung up before he had the chance to respond

I texted Rachel again Still no reply

RACHEL

I droppedit behind es fro to the botto on with Killian

I banged the back of ainst the closed door I couldn’t do it I was co with Killian Everything I said could be a slip up Iit I needed to stay away from him

I needed to keepwith fire and I’d already been burned