Nov 1, 2019
11 min read
What Can I Do If The Fire Goes Out?
If we didn’t have hope, what would we live for?
It’s not every night that you earn a ride home in the back of a cop car.
My forehead rested against the cold window as my unbruised hand grasped my girlfriend Sara’s hand. My leg bounced as I replayed everything that had happened just a couple of hours ago when Sara and I were at 7-Eleven buying…
