One month later
"You want me to come with the both of you?" Lincoln asks and I shake my head.
I have been doing this for the last one month I'm sure I can do this.
Besides, it's just a drive to the therapist, spend two hours of him yapping to a kid who doesn't want to talk, so he doesn't have to always be here.
I'm not saying I'm not grateful.
I am very grateful that he is here.
But he will never fill the void that his brother left.
He can't be the father that Xander needs.
Xander has never talked since.
The trips to the therapist haven't helped and I now feel like I'm just throwing away my money. Maybe it's time I accept the fact that maybe he will never talk again.
I have learnt to live with him for the past weeks.
I guess I can do it for the rest of my life.
Or until he deci
