It was Saturday, December 2, 2017, and Chandon Bolton was being ambushed by his mother.
"I have a simple question. Who the hell is asleep in your bed?" Jill Bolton asked as Chandon walked out of the hallway half-bathroom and headed for the kitchen. She looked sternly at him, demanding an answer.
“Mom, that’s my boyfriend Brayon, you’ve met him before… He came out to his parents last night, and they kicked him out. He called me from the IHOP on Dale Mabry needing a place to crash. I tried