Chapter Thirty One

Joseph's POV

I watched the rain pouring heavily outside. It ran on the window, leaving trails behind, like a snail ran down it. I stayed wrapped up in my blanket, safe and warm, where I was dry, and away from the harsh weather. I shifted, the conversation from earlier flooded my mind. I didn't know what to do, in a state of dilemma I couldn't decide what I actually wanted, or had to do. On one hand, my family, they were all I had, my mom was finally acknowledging me, she was actually talking to me. For this, I was very grateful, and I'd do anything to...