Landrey's POV
I was having a hard time how his brother broke his arm, was his favorite memory, but I urged him to go on.
"It worked for about thirty minutes. He was fine, and we jumped through the puddle as he hung onto his mud-covered arm until he decided he had had enough and went inside crying. Our mom was so mad."
"Really, you were just little boys having fun."
"Not because of that, but because we waited so long to come and tell her. She called my dad and made him come home and that's when everything changed. That was the last time I remember being a kid. I guess one of my favorite memories is also one of my worst.” He said, and I felt so bad for him. He may have had both parents around growing up, but they weren’t good parents.
“My dad came home and my mom took Ace to the ER
