Beth and I went to sign up for the new apartment. She was neat and clean. Her hair was blown dry and loose over her shoulders. She was nice to the apartment manager and me. Her pupils looked normal, her speech, coordination and driving were good. She did keep her foot drumming in constant motion.
Then I noticed a big bruise on her hand where she used to shoot up. She saw me notice and said that the trunk fell on her hand. Yikes!
Look at my hand Mom, there is no hole in the bruise. There would be a hole there if I were shooting up. I wish the scars would fade.
I just said OH and changed the subject.
Don't most addicts shoot up someplace that can be hidden? She used the most obvious spot on her body.
On Being Afraid
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