It's been five months and it's official I still hate rehab, it beats jail I get that but I don't like having to talk about that night.
At first I didn't care that I was responsible for someone's death but as the fog lifted from my head I felt like shit. I've tried to send her husband letters but they all end up being returned 'return to sender' written in big red letters, so I've just given up.
I hate thinking about that little baby out in the world with out his mom because of me, I know what it's like to not have parents around and it sucks and this kid's mother is dead because I was an idiot.
Surprisingly enough my parents somehow pulled strings with someone, and I will be out in seven months no jail time, no house arrest, nothing. I'm amazed at how easy I have it, I know those cops that visited me shortly after the accident can't be happy at all.
I write in a journal every day, it's part of my therapy while I'm here but I find it helpful, most entries I just end up apologizing to that kid.
I can't wait to get internet access again, I want to look up the family of the woman I killed and see if I can't get more information on that kid.
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FanfictionTo the outside world Adam Ruzek had it all, a promising career, a beautiful wife and a baby on the way. That's all about to change when one event changes everything, and Adam is left to pick up the shattered pieces of his life.
