"If I never saw this kid again, Lord, I wouldn't be sorry!" I thought. Tears 1 my eyes. Clenched in both hands 2 new jeans and a shirt 3 my stepson, Brett. The clothing was already destroyed from burn holes.Exhausted and defeated, I  4 to the floor. The clothes were just one more thing Brett had ruined. He had already 5 a large hole in his bedroom wall; his bedcovers were torn.To steal money ,he broke all the widowns,when he 6 on the street.