CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX - OBEDIENCE AND GUILT

Amelia

That place was already making me sick. Abell didn't do anything to make this place the least bit presentable and I was tired of trying. Bad people came in and out all the time to talk to him, sometimes they left bottles, butts, and the smell of cigarettes was the worst. So I made a point of going into the room and staying there, reading an old magazine or anything I could find lying around, far from it all.

It was more interesting than bumping into criminals and loners who every now and then entered the territory to ask a favor of Abell. And at that my brother was great. He loved leaving others in his debt.

The deal proposed by Stanley was that he would let us stay if Abell stayed out of trouble. In other words, the lonely. But of course my brother put on a holy wolf mask as he continued with all his dirt under the covers. "We are not born to follow orders." He always yelled that at me when I tried to remind him of the arrangement. I had gotten tired of it all. Abell is sly and