Page 3 of Fractured
Just then my phone vibrated with a text.
Bros Before Hoes Text Thread
Garrick – Just got the word.
Garrick – You’re really coming home?
Me – Fuck yeah.
Carter – Ain’t been the same without you.
Ethan – The band is getting back together.
Alec – Ditto.
Me – Be back in a couple of days.
Garrick – Be safe.
Alec – Don’t pick up any hookers at exits.
Carter – Avoid that Waffle House.
I snickered in reference to the one he was talking about.
The one where we all got food poisoning when we went to the beach for our graduation.
I had just started my SUV up when my phone vibrated again.
I checked the screen, expecting it to be the guys... it wasn’t.
Talia – Be careful.
Me – Will do.
Sure, it was probably weird for an eight-year-old to have a phone, but when you have a family of seven... You need to be able to contact each other.
Two days later, I was pulling my SUV into Ma’s driveway.
Garrick came out of the house, smiling.
Then he walked to me, gave me a one-armed hug, along with a back slap, “Good to have you home, brother. Fucking missed you.”
I nodded, then pulled back, “Missed you too.” Then I grinned, “D&G Auto?”
He smiled, “Fuckin’ A.”
Then Carter, Ethan, Alec, Misty, Frank, and my mother came out of the house.
I hugged all of them, damn, but I had missed them.
That was when I noticed that Talia wasn’t there.
I looked at Misty, “Where’s Talia?”
Everyone snickered.
But it was Ma who smiled and said, “She’s in the kitchen.”
