So there’s a kid. Sweet kid. Smart like a buggy. Best laugh ever.
Anyway, this kid has some growing pains. I won’t mention them all here because it’s not my place. But this kid, this sweet kid, lives in a trailer. Not a mobile home. A fifth wheel – like – trailer. And it breaks my heart. I don’t know what to do.
It’s forty goddamned degrees below zero, and this kid and his three brothers are living in a *trailer*. In someone’s back yard.