Talk Later
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"You're just like Dad," Toby said.
The silence that had followed had been so heavy.
Ethan had stood up from where he'd been hiding behind the open refrigerator door and peered over at Toby and his face paled. Francis, without his hearing aids, had caught the harsh words that formed Toby's lips and he stared, eyes wide, at his second-oldest brother.
Jasper froze.
Toby stepped closer. "That's right, Jaz. You're just like Dad."
Jasper looked up at Toby.
Their eyes bore into one another.
"Fuck you," Jasper said and he'd pushed up from the table - tripped over his own two feet - and gone down.
Edgar's dead. Jasper's in AA-after being told by Toby that he doesn't want to see him until he smartens up. Now, with just him, his two younger brothers and their Mum, Ethan and Francis will barely even look at him, and Toby feels like his life is falling apart. Again.
[Inspired by the chapter 'Talk Later' in The Marauders by Pengiwen Order Of The Phoenix Part 3]
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