"Is it weird being back where you grew up?" I ask Uncle Tobias before shovelling a bunch of fries into my mouth. There's no point in eating just one . . . It's either six plus or nothing. I chow down on them before washing it down with a noisy slurp of my strawberry milkshake. Beside me, Woody eyes me up, humour glinting away in his eyes.
"Remind yourself to breathe in between those bites Ruby."
"Shut up Cowboy." I respond instantly, rolling my eyes at him. I turn my attention back to Uncle Tobias and upon noticing my scrutinising look, he puts down his food.
"Sort of. I left this place for a reason, it has nothing but bad memories for me."
"Why is that?" I ask him. He drops his head and sighs heavily, having some sort of internal battle with himself. After several moments of silence,
