Brothers
As the bus drops you off, you sling the large green military duffle bag over your shoulder and walk the six blocks home. Not much after being trained to hike up mountains for 12 miles.
Along the way home you pass by Michael's high school. As you look at your watch you see that school has just let out. As you turn the corner of Franklin Street, a few blocks from the high school, you see Michael walking home with one of his friends. As you approach, sneaking behind them, you notice smoke coming from both boys and catch the scent of a weird aroma not familiar with normal cigarettes.
"Michael!" you yell as you pounce from behind.
Michael drops the cigarette. You pick up the cigarette and see it is what you had feared it would be from it's scent. A rolled up marijuana cigarette.
"Paul, when did you get home?" ask Michael with panic in his voice trying to take your mind at what you had just witnessed and had found.
"I just came home today, but never mind that what the fuck are you doing with this shit and who is this? Did he give you this?"
"Paul, this is my friend Todd. Look I know what this looks like, but I swear Paul, I swear this is the only time I have done this."
"Bullshit Michael I don't believe you. Todd you can get the fuck out of here." you say dismissing Todd from your presence in which he gladly walks away alone.
"Paul, you just don't understand."
"I don't understand? Bullshit Michael!" you say pointing your finger in Michael's face as your drill instructor had several times done to you. "Michael if anyone knows what's been going on with things it's me."
Along the way home you pass by Michael's high school. As you look at your watch you see that school has just let out. As you turn the corner of Franklin Street, a few blocks from the high school, you see Michael walking home with one of his friends. As you approach, sneaking behind them, you notice smoke coming from both boys and catch the scent of a weird aroma not familiar with normal cigarettes.
"Michael!" you yell as you pounce from behind.
Michael drops the cigarette. You pick up the cigarette and see it is what you had feared it would be from it's scent. A rolled up marijuana cigarette.
"Paul, when did you get home?" ask Michael with panic in his voice trying to take your mind at what you had just witnessed and had found.
"I just came home today, but never mind that what the fuck are you doing with this shit and who is this? Did he give you this?"
"Paul, this is my friend Todd. Look I know what this looks like, but I swear Paul, I swear this is the only time I have done this."
"Bullshit Michael I don't believe you. Todd you can get the fuck out of here." you say dismissing Todd from your presence in which he gladly walks away alone.
"Paul, you just don't understand."
"I don't understand? Bullshit Michael!" you say pointing your finger in Michael's face as your drill instructor had several times done to you. "Michael if anyone knows what's been going on with things it's me."