"It is quiet out here. Peaceful." That's what the tool shed had been for Alex. An oasis away from the storm of his father. He'd always felt safe there. And now that safety was shattered. It wasn't Michael's fault. Alex should have known that his father would know when Alex found the least bit of happiness and would find a way to ruin it.
He was half tempted to look over his shoulder, just in case.
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Date: 2019-04-01 04:41 am (UTC)He was half tempted to look over his shoulder, just in case.
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