Smells Like The Luna

Damon walks into the clinic.

“Hey, Doc.”

Timothy looks up and sees his best friend walk in through the door.

“Damien.”

Timothy runs up and hugs him.

“How was it? Did you deliver the package safely?”

Damien smiled and sat down on the examination table.

“Yes, both packages were delivered safely.”

Timothy slumped down onto his seat.

“Tell me everything.”

Damien sighed.

“Well, your brother wasn’t in Texas like you originally thought. It took us almost a year to find him but we found him, he was in New York.” Timothy nodded.

“That’s good, the farther from New Mexico the better.”

Damien grimaced.

“I couldn’t believe that that big behemoth of a man was really your big brother. You both look nothing alike, plus he looks really scary.”

Timothy chuckled.

“Yeah, I know. I never had to worry about fights growing up because my brother always scared the bad guys and the nightmares away.”

Timothy sighed looking sad.