Conrad
I was tired. Exhausted, even. I slowly dragged my feet up the steps and into the house. It was quiet, deathly quiet, but I wasn’t worried about it. I knew Callum was probably still working, but it was late. I headed straight for the kitchen but suddenly I just didn’t feel like cooking. I was hungry, tired, and dirty. I decided that maybe I should head over to our parent's place. With that decision made, I took my time as I headed back outside to my truck. I didn’t want to think about anything as I drove to their place. They lived in town, which was fine, and I was surprised to see that the main road was relatively busy at this time of night. It wasn’t late, but the rush should have been over by now. I turned left and kept on going until I saw their house at the end. I parked behind
