CHAPTER 10
However, a few months shy of my eighteenth birthday, mum had told me to have a life, and to never contact her or Charlie again. As they had done everything they were legally required to do by the law. I was told that I could live in her apartment til I was twenty-five, and then she would either be moving in, or selling it.
There was no other form of discussion on the topic of me, or my life, for the next seven years. The day I was four months shy of turning eighteen. I finished the last day of high-school and I graduated with honours and a partial scholarship. To one of the local colleges, but I still had to sell everything to pay for my college books and classes.