Strobe Edge Novels & Stories

They looked at me with swollen, red eyes, afraid that if Vanessa was right, they might upset me. Rage shot straight to my head. I shook off Vanessa's hand, which was digging into my wrist, and strode toward my parents. Their tears spilled instantly, and they reached out to hold me. "Miles, my poor boy." Once they calmed down a little, I signaled to them calmly. "Mom, Dad, I'm fine. Let's go home and talk." Vanessa panicked and immediately followed. Her voice rose despite herself. "Miles Lawson, haven't you made enough of a scene? Don't run around at a time like this."