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Both Carrie and Bobby separately tried to prank me by telling me the principals at the Noble house down the block were arrested for growing and selling m*******a. They had a very sophisticated operation growing inside the basement with grow lights, space heaters, and a complicated sprinkler system automated with temperature and barometer gauges. I’m afraid I disappointed them as I not only refused to buy it, but I also didn’t join in the fun and laughter afterwards. I felt somewhat out of it. My guilt for Kevin’s suicide mingled with my shameful behavior with Megan. Exposing myself–my weakness, my vulnerability–left me with a queasy feeling even though Megan couldn’t have been more receptive and understanding. I was the therapist, the problem solver, the expert on human behavior, the o
