We Lit The Fire And It's Burning Bright

Frank's POV

"Especially the boy," she noted. "He seems so kind."

"Yeah, he's cool."

My ma seemed stressed. "I feel terrible for taking his cigarette out of his fingertips. Maybe it's a usual for him."

"Every time I see him, he has a cigarette and a pack close by. I was horrified when I saw him smoke for the first time."

"Is there anything going on...that I don't know about?"

"Well, he's kind of introverted so I don't know much either. I saw his mother hit him in the gut with a frying pan though."

I explained what Temper and I saw.

She gasped. "That poor thing..."

"He claims to drink, too. But I always come up with excuses so he doesn't."

"Oh my gosh."

"Yeah, and I invited him over last night so he could get away from that horrid creature."

"In school...tell him we have a vacant room, okay?"

"Yeah, sure."

Notes

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