Noah
"Tell me you broke his damn skull Noah." Uncle Webb grounds out on the video call. Aunt Sof is holding the phone as they drive in late. They planned to come in the morning but instead changed their mind. Luckily they already had a hotel for graduation and were able to add tonight on to it.
"Strand said he has broken ribs on both sides. Fractured jaw, broken nose, orbital fracture and maybe a broken clavicle."
"Good job." Aunt Sof mutters.
"He's still breathing sweetheart. Maybe not when I get done with him but for now." He tells her darkly.
I grimace. "Yeah I should have stabbed him I think."
"No, Noah you shouldn't have. I'll go to jail happily for killing him." Uncle Webb adds on. "And I think I need to hire you a permanent damn bodyguard Caylee."
"Dad it's not anyone's fau
