Beth
We dropped Luster off at Honolulu Jail.
I dropped Duane Lee off at home.
I parked in the driveway.
Lyssa got out of the backseat.
She crossed the street.
Bo
I snorted a higher dose of Cocaine.
I fell backwards on the floor.
I couldn't breathe.
Lyssa
I opened the front door.
"Bo?!"
He didn't answer.
"I understand you're angry I went to Mexico. But can we talk about it?"
Bo
Abbie walked in.
She screamed.
"Mommy!"
Lyssa ran in.
"Alright. Go call 911. Now."
Abbie ran out of the room.
You heard her talking indistinctly.
"You are gonna get all of these kids taken out of this house."
She helped me up off the floor.
Lyssa was supporting me out to the Living Room.
Abbie hung up.
"They're on their way."
"Great."
She put me on the couch.
"If you don't get help after this, I will leave you."
Paramedics came in.
"Name?"
"Braham Galanti."
"And what happened?"
"OD."
"Can you get your daughter out of here?"
"Abbie."
Abbie went to her room.
She shut the door.
"And you are?"
"Lyssa Chapman-Galanti."
"Okay."
They were working on me.
Duane
I shook my head.
"What?"
"Baby Lyssa should just let Bo die from an OD. Then she'd be rid of him."
"You raised Lyssa, Big Daddy. That's why she does the right thing. No matter how hard it is."
Bo
I was breathing again.
"Your husband might not be so lucky next time, Mrs. Galanti."
"Thank you."
The paramedics left.
"You have four kids who need you."
I sighed.
"It's not a joke. God damn it!"
"Please calm down."
"No. I will not calm down."
