Chapter 4
11 years ago
Marco loved a good party, but tonight he just wasn’t feeling it, so he grabbed a six pack and walked from the group. When he was a reasonable distance away, he popped a squat in the sand.
He cracked open a can and took a swig as he looked out at the ocean. The moon was full, casting a glitter of light across the water’s surface. It was nights like these he lived for. They reminded him of his mother.
She’d loved the beach, and their mom brought them there as often as possible, and at every full moon they’d have dinner and dessert on the beach and wait for the big ball to appear in the sky. It was probably why he wasn’t feeling the party tonight. With the moon off in the distance, it was a reminder of how his mom didn’t get to see him graduate.
She was dead and ha
