You called the cops on me? You Lil’ Bitch… Mary - that’s enough! Chandler yelled as I jumped up to let him in… Mind your fuckin’ business Chandler! Starr is my business - and so are you - and you’re not going to call her a Bitch again - not while I’m here… What are you gonna do Sergeant? You gonna arrest me? Mommy! Stop it! Starr - let’s go… Chandler said… No! Did you just tell me no? Yes… I said no… I’m not leaving - not yet… Chandler didn’t say anything. He went to the table, pulled out a chair, and sat down… then I went in… Mommy - you would be in a shelter right now if it wasn’t for me! You owe me! You wouldn’t have Section 8 in the first place if it wasn’t for me… You’re my mother! That’s what you were supposed to do! I went to jail Starr! That’s not on me! That’s on you! So what - I didn’t suffer enough? Now you expect me to go down to welfare and get cash and food stamps? And pay your father rent? You were fine with me going down to welfare when I lost my job - so why can’t you go down to welfare? I shouldn’t have to go down to welfare - you have a job… Mommy - I love you - and I’ll help you - but it’s not my job to take care of you…