Jason's Pov
After a while, dad got hold of himself and continue.
"...On that fateful day, I had to get some items for your mom, she was almost due to give birth to you....and on my way, I saw a crowd gathered in front of one of the stores and I could smell the blood." He paused again, opened his mouth, and took in a sharp breath to calm his nerves.
"He was too young and if I was to guess his age, the boy was definitely around the same age as when you had your first shift....fourteen." My Dad says in a broken voice as he continues to reminisce on the memory of that day.
My heart began thumping rapidly inside my chest, knowing exactly what he meant. But I remained silent. Waiting for him to continue talking and perhaps tell me why he was telling me this story.
