“So, how have you been little brother? Last time I saw you, you looked like you could barely hold in your own piss. You were so scared.” The boy said to Henry with a grin. “It’s very similar to the look your giving me now.” The boy broke into a laugh.
The boy that sat on the bed was William, in every visible way. From the light brown hair and eyes, to the placement of the birthmark on his left cheek. Now don’t let this wolf in sheep’s clothing fool you. The person speaking is not William. T