I took the load of life off her shoulders---or so I thought.
I thought.....every dollar I put in your pocket----is a dollar you don't
have to shoplift. Giving you time, in order to outrun an inevitable
theft conviction/crime of moral turpitude///making future employment
highly questionable.
The truth is, anything of value is convertible to that which is killing
them.
I filled her vehicle with gas: I created a mobile addict/ pushers delivery girl.
I activated her phone when it died: she didn't call her Mom (her Mom had
no dope)......she called the dope dealer.
As with Ann.......there came a time when I looked into the mirror and knew
she was pointing a .45 at her head-----and I was loading it.
In the end THEY have to choose whether to pull the trigger or not---but
either way.........OUR only choice is to buy them ammo or not.