this is their story. part 1.

She was 17 when she decided to run away from home. She earned the right. Her parents were "catholics" ie. they didn't believe in birth control. But they sure did believe in abuse, neglect, and abandonment. There were 7 of them. One boy. Six girls. The boy, one of the eldest, had tourettes and a addiction to drugs. Of the youngest girls, one was mentally challenged. Their aunt and uncle, the only saving grace, took pity on them, as they had no children of their own. Falling towards the bottom of the totem pole, her piggy bank robbed by her older brother, her time robbed by her disabled sister, and her heart broken when all the older siblings flew the coop.

He was 20. Been with the same girl since middle school. A dream come true. Except she was jewish. And he was the farthest thing from it. A red headed Ramirez. That carried a connotation that we know nothing of now. Mexican, Indian, Scottish, Irish = Catholic. But, if he was willing to convert, the world lay at his feet. Her parents owned a restaurant in the city, across from a hospital, and they had acquired a solid bit of wealth. In fact, they had already purchased high ticket items a dishwasher, refrigerator, washer and dryer, for the young couple and kept them stashed in their basement waiting for their wedding day. Paired with a promise to provide the means for college, and a prosperous career as a lawyer. This was his dream. Until he decided that he did not want to live indebted to someone else.