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James was our next-door neighbor. We grew apart during our senior year when he was sent to a reform school on the other side of town. Especially when I decided to attend a University in a totally different state. Our mothers however, were still close. James has had a few run-ins with the law. While being in reform school, he hung around a bad crowd. He’s been arrested many times and has been to prison twice for drug possession with the intent to sell. His life choices weighed heavily on his mother, and that’s why my mom made it a priority to be there for her. As a result they still kept in touch, even after my family moved away.
I remember the day his mom called us in tears to tell us that James was going back to prison again. She said he was finally getting his life back together but had another slip up. The security guard caught him trying to shop lift a pair of work gloves for his new job, so he was eventually arrested. What surprised me was hearing that he was being sentenced to 25 years to life. I thought for trying to steal work gloves? I was confused to say the least, until ...

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