Little Brother and I

"Wait what? You're not serious." I said looking at my drunken uncle as he sipped his whiskey on the front porch of his little cabin. "Yes Kaity! now pack your things you're leaving tomorrow, I think, When is Monday?" He slurs. He takes another sip of his whiskey before setting it down on the floor. "And the money you make will help pay off what I owe on the house." He said flailing his arms about. I stood there look at him tears forming "O-okay-y..." Was all I said before I turned and ran into the cabin.