#Chapter22

Clyve Clifford Linton-02

He startled, then his eyes widened when he saw us on his door. “Skip, brotha!”

“You happen to have an only handsome brother. So, that’s definitely me. Hiya? What happened? You worried us.” I hugged him.

He groaned in pain, and I could feel him grimacing, but I missed my little brother. He had bruises all over his face. A cut on his left eyebrow. A busted right eye, and looked like he had a broken nose. He didn’t get into a car accident because his knuckles were damn busted.

“I know, I know.” He looked down. Guilt flashed all over his face. Clyve was a...