Chapter 3

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I went back in the room with Mason. He raised his eyebrows as if to say "how did it go". I told him what we said. 

I stayed in his room that night he slept on the couch. I told him I didn't have to but he insisted, I think he was scared of my dad.  "Molly..."he kinda trailed off"...You awake." I rolled over to look at him,"yeah." He hesitated," my sister called today." I was a little shocked he never talked about his sister. He continued," My mom is sick with cancer and she wants me to come back to Michigan ." I felt sympathetic. "Can I go with you,"I wonder if my dad would let me. "Yeah you can go if your dad lets you, I know how over protective he is..." He waited for a moment,"we can talk more about in the morning good night molls." "Night."

I rolled back over and thought about it all night. I tossed and turned. Meeting his mom and his sister. Then I heard whimpering he was crying. The only time I had heard him cry was when he was 9 and I was 7 he fell and scraped his knee. I got up and laid down next to him on the couch. I hugged him tight. He sniffled and kissed me on my forehead.

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