Monte and the Assassins

When you're 16 and living in a rundown, roadside motel room with your once-famous and now drug addicted father, it's hard to be the new kid in school at the same time. That's what happened to me and it all turned it out mostly ok, except for the strange kid who kind of ran the motel. He froze his throat and died inhaling freon that he bought from the Army Navy store. That was like a horror movie and I couldn't sleep after that. But Dad said that was enough and moved us into the Logan Inn in...