Chapter 1: SummerIt took me an entire summer to get clean. I was living with my parents back then, though it was mostly my father in the house on any regular day. He’d taken early retirement from the police force after a bank robber had shot him in the thigh with one of those new age-y space guns they developed for the army. He could have worked security afterward, like all cops on his team did for some time, even enjoying a few intergalactic trips for a big investor on some of the newly inhabitable moons and planets, but he decided he’d rather take the money and run. “Just like that guy did to me.”
They never caught the guy who shot my dad. I figured that was also why he wanted to stay away from work. He had his own personal vendetta to work through. He was spending days at the local lib
