Chapter 23

To Vernon the day had dragged, he had spent all day in bed, hadn't eaten, drunk, or cried...

he was static, almost like a statue. he refused to accept what had happened with his father. The only thing he could think of was that he was lost, it was like he was living in a house of cards that collapsed.

Vernon didn't know what time it was, and it didn't matter to him either. in the dark room he got lost in bad thoughts.

he felt he had nowhere to go, he was desolate. shrunk in fetal position on his bed.

first his mother, and now his father ... he had been a terrible son for both of them, he had failed as a son, as a friend, as a human being.

why the good people were take