Shawna
"You knocked him unconscious?" I shout at Austin as he bends down to collect more glass on the floor.
The place is a mess, glass scattered everywhere from the alcohol knocked over, tables overturned from them trying to wrestle Max down, and decorations separated from the walls. Candice has actually been a pretty good trooper about the whole thing and is not only helping to clean up but has everyone laughing by making jokes about how someone should have told her how lame the theme was.
"Had no choice." Austin states calmly making me want to smack the back of his head.
"You had no choice? He's your brother Austin, and he had just poured his entire heart out to you about what he went through over there." My voice cracks as I recall everything I heard Max telling Austin.
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