Stephen came over to babysit with me but the kids fell asleep fast. He put his attention into me, but I ignored it till 11:30.

11:30

Stephen left minutes before James pulled up in his Ford pick-up truck. I hopped in beside him. “Hey.â€? James greeted me. He already looked high.

“Hey.â€? I replied and then we left. James drove like a madman, but we arrived at our destination. The beach.

James parked in the sand and pulled me into the bed of the truck. There were pillows and blankets. “You want some?â€? James asked, pulling out a new baggie.

I said, “Can we not snort any tonight? I just want to talk.â€?

He gaped at me. “Talk?â€?

“Yeah, you know.â€? It was beginning to seem that my relationship with him was all about the wrong things. But he was probably wrong to begin with.

“Sure, we can talk.â€? He slid me close to him, kissing my neck.

“James.â€? But I didn’t stop him. I turned my head and he kissed my lips.

“Is this talking?â€?

“Mhmm. Sure.â€? And we made out for the rest of the night. I mean we talked.