...We were only there a few months when Emily's mom went to jail. Yep, jail. That's when my apartment I loved turned into a prison.
When Emily's mom went to jail, she was living with one of her boyfriends. A boyfriend, we later found out, who liked smacking women around. And robbing places. And spending time in jail. And smacking more women around. And robbing places with guns.
He was classy.
After Em's mom went to the clinker we, naturally, had to deal with the fallout. Which was Emily, full of questions and tears. And me, losing my mind...