I rolled my eyes at him. “What is wrong?” And just as I spoke, my Mum walked in, her eyes falling to my Dad and then to me.
“We doing this now?” she asked my Dad, making me all the more cautious. What the hell were they were talking about? Whatever it was they had evidently spoken about previously.
“I think it is time.” Dad said, looking at mum with a nod, motioning for her to sit herself down in the armchair where she always sits, especially for all her favorite shows.
“Anyone going to tell me what the f**k is going on?” I snapped, suddenly feeling angry at the fact that it felt like my family were keeping things from me.
“Yes, if you actually give us a moment. We are concerned about your behavior lately, Miles. Some information we learned has made us even more concerned.” Dad beg
