I started stealing when I was 4, from yards and shoplifting. I don’t know where I learned it, but I knew it was wrong. I stole mostly toys and mail. I was a kid. When we moved to Oklahoma, drugs and alcohol became a part of my life at age 11.
November was warm. As I drove to work, it felt like fall might go on forever. I opened my sunroof and allowed the playlist on my iPod to pour out onto a sunny mid-Missouri morning. Frank Sinatra and Dean Martin yucked [...]