I was literally on the other side of the world and all I could do was check a webpage to see what was happening to Matt.
It never occurred to me to pray or cry or beg. The only thing going through my mind was "not today. This is not what is going to happen today."
For my friends, methamphetamine is a plot device, a prop in a show. For me it has been the very real possibility that my brother would burn our house down while we slept.