When we come in, Trey is sitting up in the bed, him arm is a sling and a shadow of stubble on his face. “It’s about time,” he says. He’s got the look of a stoner on his face, and I he’s got a morphine drip going. Guess mom and Dad don’t think HE’LL get addicted. Eye roll.
-Lisa McMann
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