At the start of my senior year of high school, my family moved again. My 3rd school in 3 years. Just before I turned 18 my 4th foster mom was killed in a My foster dad travels for work a lot so this means I will be alone. My dad owns a string of mote;/bars up and down the East coast. I came on from playing some pick up baseball and a note of the fridge reads. We moved an address and a women’s name, Ask for Maria. The address was in NJ where the drinking again was 18. I arrived at address to find a bar with a 21 room motel. It was a place called and I’d later find out it was a gay bar. Entering the I noticed a women tending bar with a tag it said Maria.