The Lost Boys
Chapter 2 - Santa Carla
As we arrived in Santa Carla I looked back at the sign. Murder Capital Of The World?
“Mike, did you see that?“ He nodded. Nice place to move to. As we pulled into a gas station Sam ran down the beach with Nanook, Mike got his motorcycle out to ride the rest of the way.
“Hey Mike?”
“Yeah Mia?” He said.
“Can I ride the rest of the way to Grandpa’s with you?”
“Course.” Mike smiled twins always have a special bond.
A few minutes later we got tot Grandpa’s. He was laying down on the porch.
“He looks like he’s dead.” Mike said as he looked down
“No he just a deep sleeper.” Mom said.
“If he’s dead can we go back to Phoenix?” Sam asked. I laughed. Mom looked at us sternly.
“Playing dead. And a pretty good job of it too.” Grandpa said sitting up.
“Oh Dad.” Mom said giving Grandpa a hug.
“Mike, did you see that?“ He nodded. Nice place to move to. As we pulled into a gas station Sam ran down the beach with Nanook, Mike got his motorcycle out to ride the rest of the way.
“Hey Mike?”
“Yeah Mia?” He said.
“Can I ride the rest of the way to Grandpa’s with you?”
“Course.” Mike smiled twins always have a special bond.
A few minutes later we got tot Grandpa’s. He was laying down on the porch.
“He looks like he’s dead.” Mike said as he looked down
“No he just a deep sleeper.” Mom said.
“If he’s dead can we go back to Phoenix?” Sam asked. I laughed. Mom looked at us sternly.
“Playing dead. And a pretty good job of it too.” Grandpa said sitting up.
“Oh Dad.” Mom said giving Grandpa a hug.
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Thank you readers i will try to post at least 3-4 times a week. the story isn't too loang,but i believe it's good. Keep reading :) (sorry the chapters are so short)