Cleaver, sitting in that bar en Rio Piedras, wanted junk. She didn’t know what it was to be a junky. The worst she’d been through was an OD on their two-year anniversary. Riverbed called the cops and they stuck her to an IV-machine and threatened to Baker-Act her. That night, they walked home from the hospital; no one picked them up. They went to the Cheesecake Factory, and Cleaver ate fried macaroni. En el bar en Rio Piedras, Riverbed trusted her.