When life gives you lemons, make lemonade, they say, but what about when life gives you s**t, what do you think you can make with that?
The way the events of the rest of the week rolled out, left me not only weak, but speechless and helpless as well. I had been riding on cloud 9, but then life came knocking, once again, reminding me I shouldn’t get too comfy, and it began to rain crap.
After leaving the police station, Darren said she couldn’t stay at her family friend’s home anymore which was quite understandable because of how things had panned out. I readily agreed with her and even followed her to the house to help her pack. Luckily, we didn’t encounter anyone. She wrote a heartfelt letter to husband and wife, thanking them for their hospitality and ended with how sorry she was abou
