SIX YEARS LATER I drop my car key on the kitchen counter and run my hands down my hair. Being a mom is so difficult and hard. Haven is always getting into one trouble or another. Last week, his teacher reported him for getting into a fight with an older kid. Gray is barely bothered. ” Look mom , I’m sorry.” Haven whines as he follows me. ” Go to your room.” I turn around and glare at him. Today , he got into another fight because the eight years old kid called him names. He’s got a terrible temper. One I’ve never seen before. Gray wasn’t like this or maybe Gray was worse when growing up. I remembered he said he got kicked out of several highschool because of his fighting and I can’t withstand seeing Haven being kicked out. I squat to his height and run my hand down his black hair. He looks like Gray. Same grey colored orbs. Hair and even his father’s facials. ” Haven , you don’t fight at school, it's wrong
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