“Yeah, you’re right. After we go visit mom tomorrow morning, why don’t we get one and get something to repair the window downstairs.”
“Sounds like a plan.” Bradley stretched his arms upward as they re-entered the house, “I’m getting sleepy.”
No matter the cost, together they would get this truck running. I hope the old thing will make it to Camden. “Not you, you never get tired as I recall. Boy, how times have changed. I remember when we’d be up in our room for the night, you’d never go to sleep first and throw things at me when I was sound asleep.”
Bradley laughed, “You remember that. Are you going to sleep in your old bed?”
“Sure, why not?” They went upstairs and into their old room. “It hasn’t changed a bit.” Ben approached his closet and pulled opened the door. Things he had left b
