1. Shooting range

“So how’s your day sweetheart?” I ask Noal

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The phone is between my shoulder and eat I was trying to maximize by talking to him while doing some cleaning. It wasn’t an easy but at least my shoulder was doing so much better now.

“It’s awesome“” he shouts through the phone almost bursting my ent drums “We just had ice cream and now we are going to the slides, they have slides here and they lead straight to the

ocean”

His excited chanter makes me happy. His happines in my happiness The fact that he is safe and enjoying himself was enough for me.

“That’s great baby…see, I told you that you would have lots of fun”

Giving up on cleaning, I take a seat on the couch. It would be better to finish talking to him first.

“What about you mommy, how’s your weekend?”

What could I say? It was boring as hell. My eight year old son was having more fun than I was. I didn’t have anywhere to go or anyone to hang out with since I had no friends.

My colleagues used to invite me to things but they stopped after I kept turning them down Deep inside I knew they invited me as a formality, because I was there when they were inviting others. Not because they genuinely want to know me or hang out with me.

“Uh, it’s okay…just doing some cleaning” I murmur

I hear him sigh. “Mom, you need to go out and have fun like I am. Since I’m not there, I don’t want you to stay at home all alone”

Why the hell did I feel so chastised right now?

“I will, I just have to finish my chores first” I lie.

After cleaning I would probably just watch a movie and drown myself in junk food. Or I would just catch up on sleep. Both options didn’t seem that bad.

“Fine…I have to go mommy, Pa is calling for me”

“Okay my love, talk to you at night”

“Bye, and grandma says hi to you”

Noah calls mother grandma and used to call father grandpa. As for Rowan’s parents, he calls them

Pa and Ma

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“That’s good be careful on the slides” I say, completely ignoring the greetings from my supposed

mother.

so excited

he got

had planned, I decide to go through the biology essays of my students. So far the ones I’ve marked have done

subject being the best performed

My heartbeat lurches when I see Ethan’s name flashing. This was

afraid that he had

you

guess it hadn’t been a mistake like I

“Not particularly, why?”

you aren’t at the station’s shooting

together”

the things he said were

be at a

rest of you family is there. They were all advised to

in case they

it did make sense. I mean having a gun when dealing with a dangerous gang could come in

to be pissed that no one told me about this

go fuck themselves for all

up?” Ethan asks

Plus this could be fun. Not

again.

“Sure”

I’ll be there

my bedroom to find something descent to

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minutes like

decide to become an officer

comfortable and I felt at ease

around another adult for a

dad was killed by a cop”

“That would

dad wasn’t a good man and neither was he

him down for selling illegal firearms I was actually relieved. Seeing those cops taking

was untouchable made me want to do the

I was living in a safe

quiet but I can tell there was something more.

me know that his father wasn’t just bad, he

had really abusive parents.

child needed such parents. Abuse was abuse.

emotional.

made you become a teacher?”

I find myself opening up to

surprise.

and I was neglected as a

She cared, praised me, hugged me when I needed a hug, supported me.

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