-A Few Days Later-.
"Bye, Will." I whisper.
"I never gave you your last birthday present!" his voice cracks.
"Keep it. Remember me by it."
"No! Have your present!"
"James. I have to go." I tell him, and he storms off.
"Whatever. You don't care. You're just selfish."
I go mute.
All of the way to Ireland I stay mute.
Unpacking my bags I stay mute.
Going for a walk I stay mute.
Grocery shopping I stay mute.
All in all, I was mute from Thursday to Monday morning.
School.
