Good Son – Beau Brown

I sat up slowly, a little confused about where I was. But when the memory of Sam bringing me to his house returned, a thrill shot through me. Glancing over at the other side of the bed, I found it empty. I was disappointed, but it wasn’t like I was in any shape to seduce him anyway. I threw back the covers, and made my way unsteadily to the bathroom.

I brushed my teeth and carefully washed my face, taking care not to get the bandage wet. I started to redress in my own clothes, but noticed there was dried blood on the shirt. I wasn’t comfortable enough to borrow Sam’s clothes without asking, so instead I put the pajamas back on. Then I made my way down the curved staircase and followed the sound of clattering dishes. When I walked in the big bright kitchen, I found Sam scrambling eggs on a large stove.

He looked over and smiled. “Morning.” “Hey.” “You look a little better.” “I am. My head is barely throbbing.” I touched the bump on my forehead. “Do I have to keep this bandage on?” He frowned. “I believe the nurse said to keep them on until tomorrow. Then we’re supposed to remove it, and clean the area with peroxide and water.” “I have a shift today,” I grumbled. I sat at the bar near where he was cooking.

“I can’t wear these bandages.” “You’re not working today.” He looked at me like I was nuts. “But—” “There’s no ‘but’.” He scowled. “You’re not going in today or tomorrow. I’ve already covered your shifts.” “Seriously?” “Yep.” He poured me a glass of orange juice. “We don’t need you fainting in peoples drinks.” “I guess.” “You can’t have seriously thought you were going to just go back to work today?” He laughed. “I guess I didn’t think it through.”

He set a plate of eggs and bacon in front of me. “Eat.” “I can’t believe you cooked me breakfast.”

I wasn’t sure what to say. I felt numb about my mom, and sick at the thought of returning to that little dusty town in Texas. I’d run as far and as fast as I could when I was seventeen. I probably hadn’t spoken to my mom more than five times in eight years. And I hadn’t missed it either. “Piper, do you hear me?” Her tone was sharp. “I hear you.” She exhaled. “I shouldn’t have to be the only one taking care of her.”

“Hire someone. I’ll pay half.” I nodded to the waitress as she set the bill on the table. I pulled out a twenty and dropped it on top of the check. Then I slid out of the booth and left the restaurant. The late afternoon sun beat down on my back as I headed to my car, with my phone still pressed to my ear. “Fine, but throwing money at this won’t solve all the issues. You know how mom is about strangers, and I don’t have time to do everything alone.

I have a kid and a husband to tend to.” “I have shit to do too, Trina. I have Responsibilities.” But mostly I don’t want to come home. She snorted a laugh. “Please. What did you do, adopt a cat?” “I’m talking about my job.” “Can you really even call that a job?” Irritation prickled me at her judgmental tone.

“Bye, Trina.” “Wait.” She spoke quickly. “Don’t hang up. I’m sorry.” “I have a show in ten minutes. I don’t have time to talk right now.” I put on my Bluetooth and then started the engine and the Toyota purred to life. “You never have time to talk, but we need to.

I can’t do this anymore. Not alone at least. You have to come home. Plus, if mom dies and you don’t say goodbye, it will haunt you for the rest of your life.” I steered the car around a sharp corner toward the club. “She couldn’t care less if I come home. You and I both know it.” “That’s not true.” She spoke softly. “She asked for you.” I grunted. “Bullshit. You’re just saying that so I’ll come back.” “No. She said she wants to see you.” There were muffled voices behind her and she covered the mouth piece.

When she came back on the line, she sounded breathless. “Crap, I have to go.

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.

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