Brotherly Talk
Twelve: Timone
I was laying on my bed when my door opened. I look over and see my brother standing there. “Get up and come with me.” He states and I just sigh. I know that tone in his voice. He is upset and doesn’t want to be alone. Why would he be upset about what is going on in my life. I follow him out of my room. “Emerson, what’s wrong?” I ask and I see his shoulders slump. He stops and waits for me to catch up with him. When I do, he starts walking once more. “I don’t know Tim. It just seems that love doesn’t come easy for us in this pack.”
“Well except for Tiffany.” I say as he stops and looks at me with a smile. “You’re right on that one.” I nod my head as we finish walking into the kitchen. I sit at the counter and watch as Emerson starts to put together a tray of
