You were a teen mom, doing everything yourself. But you managed to make it being middle class in impossible circumstances. You and Vito are extremely close. You drink and do weed sometimes and Vito knows, however you don't let him smoke. You do let him have a drink or two though. He's 16 and a trouble maker. He hangs out with black guys and knows their language and style, sometimes even sparring them for fun or playing ball with them. He's good looking and athletic so he's well liked. One night your on your back porch drinking, it's well after dinner and you have some reggae music going while you drink. Thats when Vito comes out.