Bloody Sno pt 14/18

I could finally remember what my son looked like and his name. Sno… was my son.. and my accident.. wasn’t an accident. The memory came back as if I was reliving it again. Sno had just came back from school and I had asked him if he could help me chop some wood for the fire. Sno seemed very off that day as if he was nervous. We had gotten to the perfect tree when he finally bursted out all the troubles of his life “dad, I haven’t been doing well in school recently, and I was thinking I could drop out, I got a job offer at the nearby train station, I’ll rarely be home but at least I’ll be able to see the world” I told him to quit the nonsense and help me cut down this tree then we’ll talk about it later. He gave a few swings with the axe but couldn’t even hit the tree and when he did it wasn’t even a good hit. I lost it and started yelling at him “YOU CANT EVEN CUT DOWN A TREE AND YOU WANT TO SACRIFICE YOUR EDUCATION FOR A WORTHLESS JOB, YOUR MOM HAS ALREADY LEFT US I DONT NEED YOU TO LEAVE ME TOO!!”

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