" I wish we'd met before, they convinced you, life was war."
Ah yes. Sherwood. The small town that was big enough for a 7/11, but not for more than two restaurants. Jason Dean knew this as the third to last place that his mother was alive to see. A whole summer's worth of bulldozing was to come.
Jason preferred summer demolitions. He didn't have to deal with switching schools. And he could at least put a few posters up for the block of time. Be a real kid.
To his mother, three months was the best time to change her personality to meet neighbors. She was so good it was scary, a new persona for each town. Her family would go home and applause her for being an uptight rich woman, or a laidback soccer-mom.
"Jason," she called from the kitchen, "Come here and tell me how this looks."
The boy slid off his bed, peaking through the dining room to see a bright yellow sundress and poofy hair, "This looks cool. But do people in Ohio really look like this?"
She smiled at her son, "Only the rich one's honey. Your dad is doing a side job for a family. They've got a kid around your age, and they invited over for lunch."
"That's a first." He straightened up, raising a brow.
Grinning, she grabbed his shoulders and got to his level, deep brown eyes looking at her child's, "Your dad tries his hardest to help us out. It'll be good to have a friend for the summer."
He nodded, and pulled away. Going back to his room to the box in the corner. Clothes neatly folded inside, he picked out a plain deep blue t-shirt, and his nicest pair of jeans. Wondering if their son was snobby.
Examining himself in his bathroom mirror, he smoothed back his hair. Looking at his face in detail as he put on his father's cologne that he snatched from his room. Realizing that this was the best he'd look due to his lack of clothes that fit. Growing so much from when he'd shopped last April.
Fourteen never looked so good.
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