Thistle: But then I finally heard from her. Well, more like about her. Apparently she was clean, but they were wrong. She broke into a hospital to get more medication. If that wasn’t bad enough, she accidentally hit someone with her car when escaping. Needless to say, she’s spending quite a bit of time in prison. I swear, my life is like some over-dramatic soap opera…

Thistle: After she left, I stayed with my grandparents. It was a normal life, I’d say. But I never heard from her.

Thistle: Then, she finally went with them for help. Rehab.

Thistle: When I found out, I would start calling 911. I was young, and I thought that they could help make anything better.

Thistle: Life seemed… normal again.

Thistle: But she vowed to take care of me. We had the money from Mom and Dad’s wills to keep the house, and Freesia was old enough to get custody of me.

Thistle: It’s faint, but I can remember her laying in their bed for days…

Thistle: … and she got a phone call from the police. They said that there was an accident… involving Mom and Dad. I bet you can guess what happened…