Chapter 29

Angelo stood and watched Moira and Skinner move all the shopping bags from the car to the kitchen; all the while, holding the young boy’s hand. As they took the last of the bags, Angelo led the boy back into the house and waited for Skinner and Moira in the kitchen.

“This is my good friend, Kevin He’ll be staying with us for a few days.” Angelo let go of the little boy’s hand but the boy immediately clutched onto Angelo’s jacket.

Moira looked at Kevin and estimated his age at about six or seven years. A price label hung on the side of his red hoodie; giving away the fact that even his blue jeans and a pair of red sneakers were straight off a shop shelf. His eyes moved quickly; and the way he constantly sought Angelo’s protection clearly suggested that the little boy had been through stuff too ghastly for his tender conscience to handle.

“Hello Kevin. My name is Skinner. Would you like something to eat?” Skinner crouched in front of the boy and extended his hand but Ben retreated and