SOLAYNE
Nine Years Ago
"What is this?" I asked my prom date in the library where we'd both snuck off to.
It was dark. From a distance, the bass thumped. We should be at the party. But I had to follow my date when I noticed him sneaking away.
"Something fun," he grinned, lining the white stuff on the random page he'd opened.
I was simply curious. So, I kept watching.
"Is that...chalk powder?"
He threw back his head and laughed. "Aw, cute Solayne. No, darling. It's something far more interesting."
He dipped his head and dragged his nose over the substance, inhaling it. He groaned as he hit his head against the wall and slid to the floor.
"f**k, this is good. This is good, man." He started laughing.
"Larson..." I shook my head. "Is that... crack?"
I hadn't wanted to suspect
