“She left them alone. She walked away from her own children. So, yeah. A five-dollar Frisbee might not mean much to you, but it means a lot to Noodle—a kid whose name you may not think is macho enough, but who’s doing the best he can with the hand he’s been dealt. I can always buy another one to replace it, and I will, but I literally stole a library book from work today to help us get by. That’s what I’m dealing with. That’s what five dollars means to me.”
why tell him your crime?
