“You can’t avoid my question forever.” Aaron stated, taking a bite out of his bagel.
“I just don’t think this is a breakfast discussion is all.” I replied, trying to sweep the memory from the shop out of my mind.
“It doesn’t matter the time of day, or meal were having, these are answers I need.” He said once he emptied his mouth of food.
Picking at my bagel, wondering what the black dots on it were, and if they were even safe to be eaten, starring around the empty park. He had brought me to the park his grandparents used to watch him play in every summer, though I’m sure back then it looked more alive than what it did today. The grass slowly over growing each piece of playground equipment, as if this place had been forgotten about by the newest generation of children that stayed around
