I came home drunk and you knew right away. So I ended up telling you I was drunk and that I smoke weed as you were rolling a joint with your friend. Stupid on me, of course you already knew. I asked for some and you said no, eventually you gave in. I’ve been wanting to tell you for a long time. Thanks for being awesome and thanks for not telling mom and dad. —Little Sister
This article appears in Aug 25-31, 2011.
