I suppose the best way to start that plot is to present myself. My title is Hector and I am a nineteen year old first year student at a college in regards to a two hour push from home. The car I went, a current year Ford Mustang was a high school graduation present from my parents. Luckily, my family was properly off indicating I'd never experienced economic woes anytime in my life. My dad was a large opportunity lawyer who'd rarely been home when I was rising up. Dad had dedicated his living to attaining wealth through his career. Alexandros, usually addressed as Alex, was a sizable, previously well made man of Greek heritage. Over time, Father had morphed right into a fat slob and a drunk. My mother, Angelika, also of Greek heritage, could have been the actual antithesis of my father. Mother was devoted to your extensive family, myself, and our home. Mother desired to apologise for her behaviour earlier and her pursuing my buddies away. I apologised to her for dis...