Chapter 38: Fenestra Family Fall Out
Maze’s POV
It was midday on the third day of Friday’s heat. Thaddeus and I were roasting hotdogs on sticks over a small fire we had made outside. He had said this way I could cook my own food for once. I had glared at him but I was happy to roast my own hotdog. I had always wanted to go camping and do stuff like this with my Dad but he never had time for me and I did not have siblings to go with instead. My mom was an aristocrat and very girly and clinically depressed so she took pills to perk up and pills to sleep. I would lay in bed next to her and tell her stories when she cried over my Dad ignoring her. She had been soft-hearted in her youth like my Friday. I pictured Friday that day at the Cat Cafe when she sobbed so bitterly over my rejection an
