CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT
KYLE’S POV
I’m sitting in the dark again, smoking as I watch the starry sky through the open window of my bedroom. In a few days, it will be the full moon and all I could think of, was dad’s words. In two weeks , he’ll be out of rehab. Am I happy? Certainly. He looked exceptionally better. But now I was stuck with his wishes. He wanted to go back to Diamond Falls. What a joke! Wasn't it enough that little ghost of a town had stripped our lives of every single thing we had? I take yet another draft of smoke, loving the calmness it brought inside me.
A ring of my front doorbell disrupts my train of thought and I found myself heading out of the room and turning on the living room lights. I squinted a bit, adjusting to the intensity of the lights. Upon opening the door,
