Decisions are one of the hardest things that you will ever make in your life. They are about choosing between where you should be and where you want to be. They are those choices that change everything. Those moments when you decide to change something that you should stick by and stay committed to. You are always one decision away from a different path and a different end.
I have three pairs of eyes staring back at me; what I choose to say now will definitely be one of those decisions.
After several moments in silence, Isabella is the first to speak. "So out with it, soldier. What did mister hot platoon boss want?"
"It seemed quite serious; what did he want, Clay?" my mom is the second to ask.
My dad sees the nervous expression all over my face, tries to ease the tension. "Give the boy a broken girl; if he wants to tell us, then he will."
"Thank you, dad. The thing is, I don't think any one of you is going to like it."
