The saddest thing J.C. ever told me:
“He totally didn’t even care. He’s the worst. Or the best. He was drunk, so he knocked out. I walked his dog, turned off the T.V. and all the lights, and covered his naked body.”
The saddest thing J.C. ever told me:
“He totally didn’t even care. He’s the worst. Or the best. He was drunk, so he knocked out. I walked his dog, turned off the T.V. and all the lights, and covered his naked body.”