I walk into McDonald's absentminded for a snack. I walk over to the coun

r while tying her apron. I lean back and wait

rprise," I order, bring

saw the ball coming from Ben's back, rising from the grass, and hi

me out of my trance and back to realit

apologize while opening my eyes to look at her before grabbing my order. "T

and stare at it, remembering my Dad. I clench it in my fist before placing it in my pocket. I entered the house after a few minu

orge is sitting on the dining table with a pile of food in

give her a peck on the cheek. "How was school?" she a

placing my bag at th

he looks at me with a sm

told you countless times that I didn't need it, and I s

full of food. We turned back as Mom continued ironing, and I wen

cked it up. It only had something on it, w

ter out. It was straightforwar

ide," I re

ight. I look at the letter and envelope again, looking for anything that will

jacket. "I have to go somewhere. I'll

me for dinner,

r again and head

on your way out,

ly, checking if I

say?" he asks, surp

o be your stepson," I pause. "Even

wanted to be here, I just need the freaking money, and maybe I liked your mom a little when we were dating, but now I don't feel a thing, and that's why you are not

about my dad like that," I warned in a growl. His mug on the dining tab

im; he has a bad temper", my mom st

dad's topic is always hard to control, especia

mething you won't be able to get out from. This is be

sly getting on my nerve, and anytime now

t. He's dead", he

I say, clos

right all along.

ce out, but he sounded like a broke

in

't want you. He didn't wan

ht up, trying not to think further into what he said. He didn'

dn'

my eyes closed. I heard a scream

she asks with teary eyes, s

widened in shock. A knife in George's

ess, I never meant it, though

with his eyes bulging out from his sockets in horro

as d

uldn't go. I blink, trying to convince myself

t in my hand before

ontinued walking, ignoring my mom'

out the vo