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"Are you even listening to me?" His mother slammed her fist into the counter. She hated when he had that miles long gaze. That gaze that told her that he was concentrating on something else and chewing on his own thoughts instead of concentrating on what she's saying.
"You better listen. You're my only son and I cannot have you doing anything stupid." The scolding had begun. Oh boy, he knew it would get to this point.
"I'm listening, mom. Jeez, what's with that tone?" Now his father was the one to step in and try to discipline him.
"Oh, you know what will come to you, boy. Watch your tone, how dare you speak to your mother like that?" You know what will come to you, Logan, you do not need to be reminded."
Those words, oh, he had learned to respect them from a
