“It wasn’t intentional. When I was 14, I used to sneak around neighborhoods at night doing stupid things. That night, I saw the garden gnome outside your house and walked over to look at it. Then I noticed the kitchen window was cracked open.”
Caleb sat beside me looking tense.
Mason continued.
“I climbed inside because I thought maybe I could steal something small without anyone noticing. While I was in the kitchen, I lit a cigarette. After a few minutes, I left it on the counter while I searched the living room.”
Listening to him made me feel sick.
“It wasn’t intentional.”…continue reading …
