It’s not a one-way street
RYAN Twohearts thunders between the truck and the store, contorting himself to grab as many shrinkwrapped packages as he can in one trip.
With his baggy pants, camo hoodie and big workboots, he’s a little out of place amid the frilly, girlie things in the backroom of the women’s clothing shop in Kildonan Place mall.
But this job delivering merchandise, and how well he does it, are a source of pride. He can load a truck in about an hour and his old buddies from the street think he’s a “goodie-good boy.”
“That time, the past, who I was, it just disgusts me now,” said Twohearts, now 18. “It feels like I want to be a better person.”
Twohearts stole his first car when he was 12 or 13, mostly because he was bored. Over the next few years, he became one of the city’s notorious chronic car thieves.