Jake had told Connor they needed to talk, but then he'd disappeared. What was it Jake wanted to say?
There was nothing in the fridge besides a loaf of white bread, a few condiments, and something that was completely unrecognizable swimming around in the bottom of the crisper drawer. Groceries were always a bit sparse right before my brother, Andrew, got paid. But I wasn't in the mood for another jam sandwich. I felt really bad. I honestly did. My inability to find a proper job and keep it...Read On