Adele's ears were perched on the door.
What was all that noise? She could swear she heard Julian talking. But to whom?
The high pitched voice downstairs scratched an inch in her brain. Leo?
His breathing was coming in short bursts. He was crying.
Without thinking, Adele swung open her door and sprinted down the hallway barefooted. She slowed at the top of the stairs.
Julian's voice came out stiff and controlled.
“No, I'm not calling your mother. You will speak to me. What on earth were you fighting and ditching school for?”
“Leave me alone!” Leo yelled and kicked his feet.
“I want mommy! Call her now!” He yelled.
Julian flinched inwardly. He wondered if there were ever times Leo screamed for him. If he ever thought of him.
This is not the father Leo would have imagined. Wish
