Chapter: 25

Harlem POV:

The minute I step foot in my house I walk past my dining room where I saw my mother sitting on the couch flipping through a magazine. When she noticed me, she put the magazine down, and immediately approached me. “Harlem, I’m glad that I caught you.”

“Hey Mom, what’s up?”

“Nothing, I just want to ask you, what do you think about us going out to eat as a family? It’s been a while since we done that, I feel the best way to adjust to this town is to go out and experience the scenery.”

“I don’t know Mom, I’m not up to going out” I told her not wanting to get into the reason. I did not need to tell my mother want I witness earlier today, when I caught my father cheating again. It hurt to keep this from my mother, I don’t want to see the hurt in her eyes. I know the longer I progress keeping this from her the worse it will get my mother deserves better than what my father is giving her.

“I know this is difficult for us Harlem, I feel that there been World War III in this hous