"Are you okay, Damon?"
"Yes, mom. As long as you're all safe. Life can never be better." I was such a hypocrite. I loathe at them bitches and their weaknesses yet here i was, enjoying the gentle haven of my family.
My mother rested an arm around my shoulders as we busied ourselves with a tasty dessert after a sumptuous meal. We did nothing but talk while white mists surrounded the scene of our abode.
It was because of my father who still decorated everything up with the repeated puffs on his cigar. With how advanced technology had been, the ooze of smokes harmlessly took shapes around us.
"What a sweet child." mom pinched a cheek of mine before throwing another question.
"How much did this place cost you?" she said. But what hid beneath that query was as clear as the bright stars in t
