Chapter 5
We were standing outside the bus station a few hours later. It was dark. We were in a seedy part of town. I got the chills despite it still being mostly warm out. Only in San Francisco is it cold in the summer. I didn’t miss it. I didn’t miss any of it. I also didn’t like being in Detroit, though. Or at least the reason for our visit.
“You need some sort of closure?” I asked him as we stood there.
“Maybe it’ll help with…everything.”
I nodded. “Will they be glad to see you?”
He didn’t reply. Either he didn’t know or didn’t want to say. “We need money to finish our trip. Maybe they’ll feel bad enough to give us some or all of it. Maybe they turned their lives around since I saw them last.”
He’d turned his life around. Only, he turned around for the worst. He knew that; I didn
