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I stare out the front windshield and watch as Dad greets the guys who drove over with us That woman, the one with the blond hair, she walks out of the house in a black tank and a pair of jeans and smiles when she wraps herself around Dad "What’s she still doing here?"
Pigpen taps his steering wheel "He’s in love with her, but he won’t fully coain"
The pen inclines his head for the obvious answer and I swear "He doesn’t kno to commit Do you have any idea the ah this house?"
"He married your mom and ith her for over thirteen years before she passed"
I could ra up my mother, but because of club code, I’m not allowed to strike a brother "Yeah, Dad did coe Where’s the keys to otta learn to let this go, because if you don’t--"
"Save the bullshit"
"It’s not bullshit You need to trust--"
"You want me to talk?" I cut him off "How about this? You weren’t part of the Terror when my mom was alive and you sure as hell weren’t there when she cried herself to sleep and you sure as hell weren’t there when Dad brought home his first drunk chick to sleep with So you can shut the fuck up about what I should or shouldn’t do"
Proving he’s a crazy son of a bitch, Pigpen flashes rin "See, was talking so bad? A feeeks with me and you’ll be ready for full-on faoes silent and that causesbecause I’m the silent one and he’s the one who can’t shut up
"Your dad would do anything for you He’s been arguing with the board Disagreeing with theot inside you, it’s not with hi and I let h thisthat false hope could kill what’s left of an already weary soul "Keys to my bike would be nice"
"Your dad has them and you can’t drive until tomorrow Guess you’re stuck here"
With another curse, I’pen off He follows as I go up the stairs, then brushes past rins atthe screen door There’s a loud round of laughter and, in a house as s for the noise to be unruly The scent of meat loaf teases my stomach and I turn away That’s ain
My heart clenches and I bend over to restAttached to it are the flower boxes that have remained empty since Mom’s death Every fall she’d plant muot enough of being beside her