Former stepbrother Stories

I thought I was being smart, sneaking into town late that afternoon on New Year's Eve. At first, I kept to the back roads, passing few vehicles. It wasn't long before I reached the spot where my father had wrapped his car around a large oak tree ten years before. I pulled over and took a few deep breaths. All the while, my hands gripped the wheel. The scene betrayed no hint of the accident, or the man who had died there....