Jake Randolph: Origins Pt. 180

Rivers continued, "There was only one place on this whole godforsaken planet that I felt at home; at my grandmother's house up in Mariposa. She had a little cabin by a pond that sat at the foothills of the Sierra Nevada Mountains. I used to go there during the summer. It was peaceful, tranquil, and I loved it. But then at summer's end I'd have to go right back to the same bullshit."

"You're a grown man now, Rivers. You can't blame this on your childhood," I said. I can't stand those who take no responsibility for their own actions...