I think he heard me because he looked back and then walked away. I felt tears welling up in my eyes.
My mom Vivian Heps was beautiful, smart, and now broken, and in rehab. When her son died my older brother Jason heps, she lost it and I guess she thought drugs where the only answer they weren't, I guess to her I ment nothing. Like as if what was going through her head was "oh maybe if I do drugs it won't effect anyone".
But it did it effected me... And my dad and everyone who loved her. But she didn't care.
If anyone likes this book I will make more chapters but if nobody likes it I'm gonna stop.. So comment and tell me.
YOU ARE READING
counting roses
De TodoLost. People say they understand but they don't they really don't... Am I crazy? That's not even a question I am.. I totally am
