#Chapter32
Arriving in Saintwood
Frazier
We packed and left last night, turning up in a city called Saintwood. Dad found a shack and paid cash for it. It had your standard rooms with two bedrooms. I settled into my bedroom and looked around at it.
/"Dylan!/" Mom said.
/"I’m in my bedroom!/"
Mom came into the bedroom and stood close to me. /"It’s not fancy. But we can make do, right?/"
I exhaled. I didn’t blame my mom for coming here. She did what she could for me.
/"Hopefully, you’ll make friends at this school./"
/"Eh, it doesn’t matter. If people don’t want to be my friend, then they lack taste./"
Mom gave me a strange glance.
/"Gloria!/"
Mom sighed. I knew what was coming. She left the room, and I followed. The minute she reached the bottom step, Dad hauled off and swung, except that he hit me instead of Mom.
/"Dylan!/" Mom said.
I gripped my nose as blood dripped from it. /"I’m okay./"