Rico comes to visit only when he needs to get laid, and Karyn always opens the door – and her legs – for him. Then, when he leaves, as he always d...es, she drinks even more. Kim presumes that one of these times he came over is how she was conceived. Karyn was pregnant twice more – at least that Kim knew of – but drank herself to a miscarriage each time. Kim used to try and stop her mom from drinking, but after getting beat a couple times, stopped doing that. She hadn’t talked to her father in. I was looking at some shoes when a boy from my high school came by, “Kyla is that you?”“Jim? What are you doing here? I thought you joined the military or something,” I nervously said.Jim had been a boy I had a little crush on in my junior year. He had the long surfer guy hair and the tanned skin to prove he enjoyed the great outdoors. But I’d be surprised if he had ever said twenty words to me. Most of what he said to me was because we were partners once for a project in science class.He gave. You might have gathered that I’m not exactly chipper in the morning, at least not until I’ve thrown down a couple of Cokes or Mountain Dews—impossible in this house, as my parents are bafflingly anti-soda.My daze was broken by the gentle creaking of the stairs. Who the hell else is up this fucking early? My question was answered quickly—and wonderfully—when my little sister Julia came shuffling around the corner, staring at me quizzically through her tussled mop of golden blonde hair. Little. He laughed loudly, the sound echoing throughout the empty park. I instinctively lunged forward and shoved him lightly. "Shut up, we don't need people knowing we're here." As if two vehicles in an empty parking lot at night isn't suspicious already." He smirked. "Remember to keep it down when we're in my truck, too, then. You look like you're vocal."My face grew red at the comment, but I deemed it unnoticeable under the dim moonlight. He began to walk over to his truck, so I followed."After.