Left In The Dark

“What’d they say, Aaron?” I looked up at him. He bit his lip and looked away.

A string of concern hit me. “Aaron…what did they say?” I asked, my voice getting lower.

“They want to find Mr. Tod.” He said. His voice sounded as if he was telling the truth, but something in his eyes changed.

“Are you okay?” I asked, moving closer to him. He shrugged. He stayed stiff, like he was when I first met him.

“Are you lying to me?” I asked, was the suddenly popped in my head. He shook his head.

“Why would I do that?” His voice sounded distant and pained. “I’m sorry about, well… you’re foster dad.”

“It’s fine.” He said, sullenly. Getting up, he pulled me up, with him. “Come on…” He mumbled.

“We need to find some sort of shelter.” He said, as I nodded.

The sun was down and the lights were shining. We ran through the streets, passing various people of all ages.

All ages with normal lives.

Normal compared to us anyway.