#Chapter46

Here Comes the Harpers

Elias

I stood on the ground as Bradley Wilson hung upside down from the swings. Someone tapped me as I looked at Owen.

“You know our dads will hurt us when they find out what we did,” Owen said.

“The twit should have kept his hands off, Deacon.” I shrugged.

Bradley moved his lips and waved his arms, but I looked at him with boredom. Why do people think yelling at me works? I’m deaf and turned off my hearing aids. Silence is golden, and in Brad’s case, necessary.

Let me explain a few key details. My name is Elias Harper. I’m Nora and Matthew...