The Death of Derek's Dad

Derek doesn't know the man who lies in the cart. Lifeless eyes staring at him from a head split in two by a careless shovel blow. Another sharp sting of panic washes over him, electric pulses of fear causing his muscles to lock in place for a moment. The smell hits him, sickening him as it always does, tinged with that clawing, greasy nostalgia. I got you. That's what Colin had always said to him when they were kids. And he had always meant it. When Derek needed somewhere to stay when his dad was on the war path, I gotYou. They would always have each other's backs.

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