Prisoners of War - Chapter 18

We stopped off at a local diner for dinner after the trial, John offering us dinner. After a few moments of silence we gave our orders in, and John cleared his throat. "Do you guys want to hang out after this?" I smiled nodding. "It's been awhile." My smile faded then as I thought what usually happened when we hung out. They'd smoke. Mike wouldn't be there I knew, but Stacie took his place, the …

…couldn't believe it. It didn't bother me, just surprised me. I laughed. "I guess the whole family are drug addicts then." "You are not." Stacie said. I just smiled and smoked some more, and even though we laughed and danced and had all the fun in the world, just like last night I couldn't help wonder if it was because of me that my brother had started smoking, which kept me from enjoying it fully.