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I had sacrificed a lot over the years to help friends out. I’d dished out my own hard-earned money to get people out of trouble. I’d gone cold all winter to make sure others had coats. I’d stayed up all night with a baby so someone else could get a little shut-eye before I had to head into work at the ass-crack of dawn the next morning. But I had to admit, I’d never given up s*x for anyone before.
That’s exactly what I was about to do.
Sitting outside the judge’s chambers in the courthouse, I tapped my toe against the floor as Tristy and I waited for them to call our names. Next to me, she sneezed and scratched a spot on her shoulder. She used to scratch her arms all the time when she was tweaking. Drugs had made her do all kinds of weird s**t.
Hoping she hadn’t started that up
