If we weren’t hungry we were fine, and we laughed a lot. By the time I was fourteen I had worked too, although not legally. Mostly I’d done thing... like shine shoes, deliver newspapers, run errands. I think I was fifteen when Mom got a job in an office for the first time. I don’t even know why she applied for it – she'd never done that kind of work. Desperation, I guess. Anyway, this guy had a business selling boats – big expensive boats. Yachts, almost. Mom’s job was sort of ill-defined. She. His yellow eyes and long white fangs stood out harshly against the black void that was his fur. He placed his hands on his son’s wrist and pinned him down as his muzzle lowered and his teeth closed around his son’s neck. He pinned him there, not quiet breaking the delicate skin on his son’s throat.“Challenge me like that again and you will regret it you mutt.” His favor spoke around his throat. Not to be out done, Kevin began to turn as well. He looked strikingly like his father except where. More

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