Chapter Six
Sid pulled up into the driveway of the two-story brick house beside the primer gray Camaro that sat in my parent's driveway. The hood was popped up, and as we drew closer, a head popped up, and dark eyes widened as Sid parked his bike.
My younger brother, Cade, was the spitting image of daddy. His dark hair was pulled back into a messy bun, and grease stains streaked his angular cheeks. He was the oldest of my younger brothers, and we had always been close. Just seeing him made me happy.
Even though he couldn't see my face beneath the helmet, I was smiling. It had been too long since I'd seen my family. When I got back to school, I was going to do better about keeping up with him and the others.
Sid killed the engine and pulled off his helmet, hooking it on to the handlebar
