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I decided to change the subject. "Did your dad leave this morning?" I asked Brandon.

"Uh, about an hour ago, I think," he said, now looking uncomfortable himself. I know he didn't want his dad to go talk to his mom, but I had a feeling things would turn out for the better because of it. "I'm not sure what he's going to do all day since my mom won't be home until 5:30 or so, depending upon the line at the liquor store, but I'm sure he'll figure something out."

He'd just slipped that shot at his mom in there. I couldn't blame him for it, though. I wasn't sure if I was supposed to notice it or not, so I didn't go back to it. "Knowing Elliott, he'll stop at a few truck stops along the way." We both chuckled because Elliott has always been an eater, but ever since he came back from the dead, he seemed to be eating for two or three people. It was unbelievable.

"Speaking of food, are you hungry? Do you want me to fix you some lunch while you take your algebra quiz?"