“AA.”
“Oh. Oh, yeah. So, I got myself sober, and I decided that to really reclaim my life, I needed to walk away from my family and the MC.”
“But you did that when you were eleven, right?”
“No.” Mirrie bit her lip, trying to think how to explain this to him. “When I was eleven, I ran away from my life. I – I escaped it by avoiding it. But what I really wanted to do was take it back by facing it.”
“Ah. I get it.”
“I’d come back to Denver after I finished high school, and I was working in an office. Just as a receptionist, nothing amazing, but still. I was earning my keep and I was making it work… with a monster hangover most mornings, but when I stopped drinking, I knew I could make a real go of my life. All I needed to do was cut off all my MC ties officially, once and for all.”
“So
