Red Riding Jack
He winked at me, and I wondered what the hell he was doing?
"Boys!" Charlotte yelled, glaring at her sons. "Stop arguing at this moment and start acting like men."
"What's the fuss all about?" A new voice said, and all eyes turned toward the hallway.
An older man walked in, dressed in a dark blue suit, and a smile on his lips.
"James," Jack said, and the man chuckled.
"Oh, that's Dad to you, Jack."
With furrowed brows, I looked at Jack and realized that his life might not have been as great as I thought it was.