Chapter 32

Ignoring Raine, I pulled off my sweatshirt and placed it on the bed. The whole room was decorated to be a kids room, where one of his pups would stay. He had done a lot, once he found out Alice was expecting, to make it nice. He hoped that having pups would change her mind. That they deserved a good and peaceful place to grow up. That wasn’t the case. In fact, she seemed to get worse. I’d read about postpartum depression but it seemed to hit her before her first pup was born.

Grabbing the bottles, I took the empty ones and threw them in the recycling in the kitchen. The full ones I poured out in the kitchen sink before adding them to the pile of empty ones. I then tossed all the used joints in the little ash tray he’d brought into the room. The whole room would need to get washed and fumigated after this. The unsmoked ones I added to the bag in my backpack. I’d hand them off to my friends at school tomorrow. To hold them over while I was gone until som