Babysitting The Bad Boy
"I thought why stop? I like it, and there aren't many things I like."
It's awful for you, I moan as I turn to face the fire.
"I know."
"What if you experience the same thing that my father did?"
He turns to me and says, "It won't."
"But who knows, Zeke? I did nothing to get my Dad to stop, and I won't repeat that error."
He simply nods.
I beg you to stop as I plead in my voice.
After a little pause, he says, "Alright."
My eyes enlarge, "Really?"
He bows. "I will to you."