Gunner was embarrassed to think of those thoughts. Yes, he had wept and he was heat broken but his brother’s situation is not exempted to his. He felt like he was the worst brother living.
Even though he was in a depth of danger, he felt safe in his brother’s room. There is not much in his room besides the bed, sheets, a pillow and a television. There were no cabinets, meaning he had nowhere to hide. And if anyone ever stops, he will easily get caught.
He was about to stand to check on his power bank when his shoes scratched something. He slowly kneeled and took a look at it. There was a small carpet which now looked like a rag. It was dusty and dirty and Gunner was skeptical. Why is it there? He slowly pulled the rag and was surprised as he lighted it. The floor looked like it had a sec
