#Chapter26 TRUTH

"Hello," I said later that day when I got home, my parents were in the kitchen with a cup of tea each, they both fell silent when they saw me, I think I interrupted their conversation but instead of apologizing I went for a pack of biscuits and sat between them "What's up?"

"Well, your brother won't have a trial like the father of the spoiled child wanted," my father said with disdain, "but he will have a hearing and will be fined in addition to being forced to attend a psychologist regularly."

"Wow," I mumbled somewhat confused, I looked at my mother who was quieter than usual...