"How was Eric as a child, Luka?" My mom asked. I finally raised my head from my phone under the table because this was interesting. We were having breakfast outside on the porch. In our backyard, our house was pretty huge, there were often rooms, we hardly even ever used. My mom decided to be spontaneous because Eric's brother was around. It's as if Eric didn't matter because he was already family but Luka mattered. The reason I was staring down at my phone was because of the stupid group chat Laura and Sam had created. To cheer me up and to just make me laugh, I stifled a laugh. Eric was staring beside me, he probably thought it was Nick and it would be best if he thought it was Nick honestly. I turned the light for my phone down down down so I could only read whatever that was on the scr

