Tomma's lover

I was about ten years old when my brother brought home his best friend Robert.  Robert was 9 years  older than me, He looked at me like the bratty little sister. My brother Donnie and Robert would wrestle ,work num-chux, smoke cigarettes and drink beer. I liked to spy on them.  I was watching around the corner when I see them putting handcuffs on each of their arms. I could see the keys on the steps.I snuck around when they were not looking and stole the key. When I was safely out of their reach I yelled haha and showed them the key . They screamed for me to give it back so I ran to the woodline and threw the key.  Donnie ran and told on me while Robert mumbled curse words under his breath. He wanted to pull out his pistol and shoot me right there. He had worked all week splitting wood to pay for those Handcuffs. My brother came back out because my parents were not home as usual. My dad worked out on the road in construction. He would be gone anywhere from 3 weeks to 3 months at a time. My older sister would stay home and watch my other two siblings and myself..This seemed to always be the case. I was told my mom was always working at a local store during the day and a local bar at night.