“My brother can do anything,” Joseph offered arrogantly.
John was back to glaring across the table. The light from his phone washed his face in what they called “blue light”. He’d received another text. He was acting the teenage boy he was supposed to be, but the role was not meant for this setting and, most certainly, not with me.
Joseph’s eyes were burning a hole in him, but the boy would not turn away from his phone. Although I wasn’t looking directly at him, I could see him from the corner of my eye. The struggle continued between hunter and guardian.
“Just think of me as a close friend. I will help with anything I can. The funds should cover the expenses to pave the parking lot and cover the hole as well.” I smiled.
Michael offered a small smile in return. He looked like a mouse,
