I hear gasps all around after that statement.
Little brother? What was this man talking about? Why did he just call Calen his little brother? Calen doesn’t even have a brother…does he? I rack my brain as I try to remember if he ever mentioned a brother. Now that I really think about it, I don’t remember a time Calen ever talked about his family. Actually, I don’t think he even mentioned them once. What did I really know about him? His family? Where he lived, since, not once, have I been to his home.
I look over to him. Calen wouldn’t look me in the eyes. He suddenly seemed regretful and sad. Something inside me tightens, an emotion I couldn’t grasp at what it was.
“Calen, why is he calling you his little brother?” I ask him, dreading what his answer would be.
He stayed silent, closing
