His niece’s birthday was later today. She was turning six and this was apparently a big deal. She’s growing up, Santino, this is a big one, his sister claims why she wipes her motherly tears. And Santino couldn’t help but smile and playfully roll his eyes. Things were going well until the cake arrived and it said Carlos instead of Carla, which was his niece’s name. His poor sister basically had a heart attack in the middle of their childhood home. “I’ll fix it, I’ll fix it. Give me, I don’t know, an hour? I’ll be back.”

Marin and Lorianne had a good dynamic, though secretly flawed. Lori had too many tribulations to count, one of which being her proclivity for stealing. It started when she was a teenager, something to boost her credibility and status to the cool kids right as she entered high school. But then it grew more and more detrimental, Lori stealing from department stores and even her own friends. It was something she did to gain some kind of control in her life. Now, she steals small things. Batteries, hairspray, a bottle of water, and things of that nature. How Marin got stuck in the middle of it all is beyond Lori, but stealing from her was just too easy, even with all the guilt that’s begun to pile high inside her.