I think Sam felt really bad about yelling at me yesterday because he really seemed to change; we went back to normal but he also seemed to be trying harder when it came to Alexander. Before this he just seemed to tolerate him even if he had labeled it as acceptance. However, it was clear that he didn’t accept Alexander like dad by how quick he was to accuse him. Since our fight that changed though, in fact Sam wanted to catch a ride to school with me this morning and all he could talk about was Alexander, asking me question after question about the guy.
“You guys eat in the library?” Sam asked with his nose scrunched up as he walked to the library with me, having insisted he join us for lunch today. He was trying really hard.
“Say’s you,” I snort thinking of how his bedroom was its own
