Brian searched for Matt in the lunch crowd, the thought of buying his brother a burger strangely comforting him. Matt’s head poked through the crowd and waved him over. Matt’s brows were still creased, and a shadow colored his features, but he also seemed happy to see him, and Brian reveled in the fact that he could make his brother’s day a bit better.
“You ready?” Brian stared at his brother as he approached. Matt was about to answer when he went still and Brian noticed the blood drained from his face and he looked deathly pale against the dark of his hair falling over his face. He followed his brother’s stare to the hunched over frame of James alone at a table. He looked back at Matt and wondered if his brother had known the little prick had shown up to school after getting everyone int
