One Carpenter Spent His Savings to Keep Five Young Siblings in His Woodshop

and my seventeenth.

“There is a gap here, Carter,” she said. “An eight-year stretch where you don’t list a school, an address, or a guardian.”

“I was in the state,” I said.

“The state is a large place,” Diane said, tapping her pen against the desk. “The state’s attorney will find that gap, Carter, and he will use it to paint you as a risk.”

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