Smoking Pot in the Bathroom
I was stupid
I was sixteen years old and I was stupid.
My father’s day job started at six in the morning and he got off work at three in the afternoon. He worked downtown which was about a twenty to twenty-three minute drive from where we lived. So he left for work at 5:30 in the morning. I was never awake yet at that hour so I never saw my father in the morning.