Lives with his parents in a basement in Alpharetta. He works nights delivering pizzas, does well with tips. He’s going back to school, online for now, one class at a time. He calls me when he wants to use—once a week, sometimes more. I answer as often as I can, which is not often enough. I know sometimes he stops at a gas station on his long drive home from a shift, picks up a little baggie of Kratom, and spends the night with us on Xbox Live laughing and hardly slurring his words. I forgive him for this, for whatever money he owes me, lost now to the ether of friendship. I am proud of him. I need to call and tell him I’m sorry for everything.
Beeper Peddle is a writer and healer living on the East Coast. She lives with her partner and their beloved soul puppy. Beeper writes about sorrows, lies, and deep loves. When you read her work, you will dip down into her heart and end up in all manner of body parts. Should you find yourself reflected in these words, it is merely coincidence; however, it does not surprise her you share the same heart. Find her at bethpeddle.com and @beeperpeddle on Twitter and Instagram
Jamie Fredericks lives in the suburbs of Atlanta with his two dogs, Lucy and Lacey. In his spare time he enjoys hiking, camping, and watching the Bulldogs play.