“Janice said the next afternoon. Kelsey had left for the pool and Janice and Mariah were once again working on finishing painting the kitchen cabinets. “I’ve counseled a lot of teenagers and their families about it. The addiction to meth is as hard to break as an addiction to heroin. The deterioration of the body and of the soul is swift and horrible.” Mariah used the handle of her paintbrush to itch a spot on her cheek. “It must be terrible, to see somebody you love destroying themselves and be... unable to help them.” Janice lowered her brush and turned to look at Mariah. “He must care about you a lot to confess to that kind of baggage in his background. Did you tell him about your baggage?” “I certainly haven’t bared my soul to him, but he knows my father was abusive and that my childhood was pretty miserable.” “That’s not what I was talking about,” Janice said. She put her brush in the paint pan and eased into a kitchen chair. “I think you’ve pretty well resolved that particular issue while you’ve been back here.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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