It’s not like I shot up heroin that one time and immediately it took over my life. No, I shot up heroin in the garage that day and then a few days later we snorted some and had a fun day shopping at the Salisbury Mall, and then that was it for a while.
Not too long after I hopped on a Greyhound bus after reaching out to my sister and finding out that she took over the mortgage for the Moon Lake house where we grew up. She needed some help after the last tenants left it in shambles. I was leaving early and in a month or so Chris and TJ promised they’d follow close behind.
Spending a month apart from Chris felt like I was going to snap. I didn’t realize how truly codependent I had become towards him. I didn’t want a moment to go by that he wasn’t replying to a text or answering a phone call.
While in Florida, away from Chris I’d drive from Moon Lake to Elfers whenever time permitted it and I spent hours busting out drywall with my bare hands, black mold everywhere. I tore down the window and frame in my old bedroom because the wood was rotting out. I wanted to accomplish as much as I could as quickly as I could. And I didn’t care how much additional damage I’d cause in the process. I definitely should have waited til it was last to bust out that back window.
That month apart seemed like an eternity. Spending my nights at Eddie’s (Evelyn’s), getting my picture taken by her and sending saucy photos to Chris. Video chatting every chance I could and most of all worrying that something bad was going to happen to Chris while I was away, not being able to do anything about it. That was literally always my concern revolving around Chris.
But, before I knew it he and TJ found someone on Craigslist’s ride share that was willing to drive them from Hebron all the way to New Port Richey.
They spent one night at Evelyn’s and the next day my sister dropped us all off in Moon Lake where we were to stay the duration of our visit.
We got a ton of stuff done while we were in Florida. They replaced parts of the roof when the new plywood and shingles. We replaced so much drywall, it seemed the more we replaced the more pieces still needed to be hung. We had spare drywall all over the house and we were constantly finding more little projects to start.
My sister even scored some super awesome bamboo slat flooring that we started laying down in the dining room and living room. Everything was going well until one night we were all bored so we reached out to an old friend of mine from high school and scored some ketamine. Little did I know, this person was also pretty good friends with my sister Camille.
The three of us had a fun time slipping in and out of a K hole
Allie Willey 