Chapter Seven

I never really understood what my father meant when he said,

“Not everything is as it seems.”

Because how do you know it isn’t? I asked him multiple times and he would tell me,

“Mija, you really don’t know and you’re trying to read too much into it. Sometimes when you know you know.”

He explained like trying to see what’s behind the clear picture. Every lie has a truth. Every painter has a story. Every writer writes to escape into a reality where they are in control. So, you can’t expect a writer and painter to show you a clear picture the same. In this case, you can’t expect a gang leader to show you the same as a mafia leader. In the world I grew up in, those were two different things. Your c