My Sister Smirked Until I Said One Unit Number

1:13 a.m., drunk or trying to sound drunk. Hard to tell with her.

“You think you’re so clean,” she slurred. “You always thought you were better than us.”

I saved it.

Brent sent one text.

I had no idea. I’m sorry.

I believed him just enough to not respond.

Three residents from Meridian Heights gave statements after seeing my belongings on the sidewalk. One continue reading …