Chapter 25
April 2019
~TRAVIS~
We sit in my living room and silently watch TV for about an hour. Neither of us really say anything to each other and it's actually a bit awkward.
"I'm hungry," Elijah mutters as he sits in the couch right beside me as I sit on the recliner.
"And?" I roll my head back to look in his direction.
"Got any food?"
"Yeah, I got some food."
"You don't have to cook anything... I just mean like, crackers or... something?"
I scoff. Perhaps, he's starting to feel a little too at home. Nonetheless, I get up from the recliner and dig through one of my food cabinets to find a box of wheat-thins, which I suddenly recall used to be his favorite snack back in the day. I open it up, pull the bag out and throw it on the couch next to Elijah as
