Wake Up Call
Sixteen: River
I’ve been home for a month now and I just can’t get over Molly. I’m drinking my sorrows away. Emerson asked me a couple of days ago why don’t I go after her. Under normal circumstances I would have without question. Now I don’t know how she would receive me. Not after what my mother and sister had done to her. I growl out loud and the whole bar quiets down. I look around muttering. “Sorry.” I go to take a drink out of my bottle of beer and get agitated when I find it empty. “Jerry, another.” I holler out raising my empty bottle. I set it down and put my head on top of my folded hands. I feel the presence of someone sitting down next to me. I look over and sigh. “Jerry you’re a traitor. I’m the Beta of the pack and you’re going to sic my father on me. Shame on
