“Mom tells me you’re leaving . . .”

“Yup”

“Know were you’re going?”

“I’ll think of something.”

“Yeah, thinking of where to run to is the hardest.”

“Hey, what are you doing?”

“Helping you pack.”

“What for?”

“When Dad was alive, and I was running from home, he helped me pack. Good thing too, almost forgot my sleeping bag.”

“Can I borrow yours?”

“Sure, mine's real comfy. So, you’re leaving tonight?”

“Don’t know.”

“You’ll need food.”

“Got me some cheese doodles and granola."

“You went shopping in mom’s pantry, good move. The granola was a great choice.”

“Thanks James.”

“Sure thing, what about money, got any?”

“I got money.”

“Let’s see, open your hand.”

“What’s so funny?”

“Nothing, you’ve got as much money as I had, when I ran away. Just a fistful of change . . . Hungry?”

"Yup.”

“Mom made lasagna . . .”

“Serious?”

"Sure, thing . . ."

Want to comment on this Short Stories? Sign up to Edit Red and you will be able to comment on Short Stories and get access to: Upload your own stories and poems, get readers and their feedback, promote your work...