KYLE

#Chapter81 KYLE We exit the office and Samuel walks away from us, eager to get to the dungeons, hoping to get some creditable information from the captured rogues. As soon as he turns the corner, Mom and I are left alone in the corridor. She launches herself at me and hugs me tight to her chest. I hug her close to me, my arms enveloping her smaller body and pull her still closer to me. I can feel her body shaking, sobs wracking through her body, and her tears soaking through my t-shirt. “Shh, it’s ok,” I rock her a little bit, try to soothe her nerves, “I’m ok. I’m here.” Violent sobs wrack her body for a few minutes. She seems so fragile right now, that I can’t help but feel her anguish. I’m happy Samuel didn’t actually explain how close to dying at the hands of a rogue I was, because that would have made mom ground me for a lifetime. After she cried rivers, obviously. I stroke her back, wanting to placate her in any way. I haven’t seen her cry like this since brad died, and that