Taken by the Mafia King
The photos in the attic of Mom and Uncle Bobby, Dad’s former driver… Who died in the car wreck, because he was the one driving Mom somewhere…
“He’s alive, too?!”
Mom nodded again, but this time, it was grim, her eyes hardening with bad memories. “He didn’t stick around, so he didn’t deserve to pass on his name.” She hugged Dustin tighter, even though he was obviously embarrassed by the attention, and maybe uncomfortable at the mention of a father who couldn’t care less about him.
That, I could relate to.
Bab Populer