That was supposed to be the plan: get arrested and go to jail, so I’d get taken care of, so my foot could be fixed, and so my life would be saved. I was desperate. I didn’t know what else to do anymore. I felt as though I had nowhere else to go, nowhere else to turn.
The part that was foreshadowed above. Jesse has no where to go.
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