‘How come you never told me?’
‘Told you about what?’ Why was he insisting on keeping this story a secret?
‘Your dad?’ He stopped and sighed.
‘I don’t like talking about it. I never thought I’d have to hear about Ronan again.’ I put my hand on his shoulder. ‘Are you okay?’
‘I’m fine. It was a long time ago.’
‘That doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt.’
‘I know. I still think about him sometimes, but I always get scared that the memory of watching him die is just going to come back as if it just happened.’ I never understood how Mason managed to survive all the tragedy he’d been through. He lost both his mother and father when he was a baby. I still remember when we were younger, my mom took him in and helped raise him. That’s how we became so close. As he got older, he chose to move back
