Chapter 88
The walk up to the third floor seemed to go far too quickly despite his weariness. John dreaded going into his room and closing the door as much as he’d longed to do it just an hour ago. He had no idea how he was going to get James to understand the horrible choice he was forcing John into.
He brushed his teeth and got into his pajamas, then got into bed.
James, we need to talk now.
All he heard was silence, but he felt a sullen stubbornness in his mind.
Come on. We have to talk about what happened today.
What about it?
We can’t, I mean, I can’t do that. I don’t want to attack people, James. It isn’t right.
Why are you telling me? James said, sounding like a whiny toddler.
Because you pushed me into it and you know it!
Another silence, but this one felt more guilty tha
