Literature
4. Brotherly love
TUESDAY
Their mother pecks them on their cheek, once each, and smiles despite her tired, red eyes. She gets back into the car and waves them goodbye before driving off. Aaron, their youngest, tugged his brother’s sweatshirt before he could leave. “Kris..? Kris can you wait for me after practice? I don’t wanna walk alone..”
“Sorry, me an’ the guys are chilling after the game today. Just wait for mom. I gotta go,” he pulls way, pulling his headphones over his ears and hurriedly shuffles towards the high school, a pained look in his eyes.
Still standing at the same spot, Aaron nervously