chapter thirteen

MAXWELL MURRAY

A young man is seen sitting before a swimming pool. A pipe was hung in his lips which he held at intervals and dragged smoke out. He is starring into the water and across it. But in reality he was staring into blankness. His facial features are hardened and his thoughts deep.

A servant came to inform him his parents has demanded to see him. He waved the servant off, sat still for a little while before he finally stood, thrashed the pipe, and started heading back in after grabbing a towel and hung across his shoulder. He marched straight to his room and changed into a more befitting wear after which he headed down to meet his parents.

He walked into the house to see his parents already seated. A closer look told him it wasn’t just his parents sitting. Mr and Ms Jo, a family friend that had been away was seated as well.

“Hello Maxwell.”

“Hello Mr and Ms Jo,” he dipped his head slightly as he greeted them.

“You have grown so much. How have things been with you?” Ms Jo ask