Sixty Eight

HECTOR

My mood is sober as I continually drown myself in the strongest of booze. Despite the in-depth revealing by Beta Nicholas, I’m still not content. I need answers to calm the numerous turbulence in my mind.

When our parents passed away, he stood in as our guardian. If he wanted to be a leader, he could have, we respected him so much that every one of his decisions was not opposed even when it didn't settle well with us.

He could have watched us lead and be a strong guide.

I smash the bottle of alcohol on the floor, frustrated that it can't take away my reality or lessen the heavy weight on my shoulders. Its powerful smell diffuses in the air.

The door opens without a knock and Hudson strolls in, his mood is more gloomy than I've seen for ages.

"Hudson, you must be courteous at all times. You can't just barge in here like you own the place.” I scold him.

"Brother, I just want to have a word.”

“It changes nothing.” I exhale. "You can sit down there.” I point to the edge of the b