Earlier tonight at a small house party, in the middle of the departed, a group of kids arrive. One of them being, the driver of the car, from the drunken car accident that killed my best friend the last day of high school. All he got was a liscence suspension and a diversion program for a month. I still can’t shake this sick feeling in my stomach that I got when I saw him once again behind the wheel of a car, drunk.
