Chapter 34

KYLE'S P.O.V.

My entire life, I used to confidently beat my chest and say that I knew my mother, but the last few days, and today especially, had made me realize that what I thought I knew about her was only the tip of the iceberg.

At this point in my life, I thought nothing could ever surprise me again because, let's face it, I had seen and experienced a lot of things in the last few days that most people, even if they lived a hundred lives times, would never see or experience. But I was completely wrong. Ma taught me that as long as she was in my life, I could surely be surprised again and again.

Andrew, Becky, Matthew, Albert, Mum, and I were currently standing in the living room of a massive bungalow that had been abandoned for some reason.