We attempt to eat candy out of those “free” bins. Can’t find any bins at Wal-Mart. Get kicked out. Then we go to another grocery store and find some bins. I follow up a couple months after to see how she’s doing.
A trip to Wal-Mart, a recent MS diagnosis, sobriety, dating in recovery, and a reconciliation with Lauryn Bunker. We spend a lot of time talking in my car, yelling and trading stories. Lauryn shouts at a man while driving past the strip club, and I yell about an amends gone awry with an ex-girlfriend that ended with the destruction of my old Volvo.