The Dope Show

Excerpt From Driftwood. Chapter 8.
At around 5 or 6 in the morning, I was awakened by a phlebotomist sticking a needle in my arm, trying and failing to draw blood. I can’t imagine any creepier way to be woken up.

Facilities: A Mental Hospital

Excerpt from Driftwood Chapter 8:
I was told I’d only be leaving the children’s shelter if I went to jail, a mental hospital, or a group home if I was lucky. My second stop: A mental hospital…