Young Flynn's P.O.V
Sometimes at night, I could hear their violent shouts. Things were never the same since Grandpa died. Dad got that market job that nobody else wanted because they give you less money. Their room went quiet,I was scared and frightened that something bad had happened. I saw my Mom in front of my door so I quickly hide under my blankets. My Mom said aww, as she took away my blankets. She saw the sadness look in me."Mommy,why you and Daddy fight a lot? Is it because I did something wrong?" I asked."No ,Eugene it's not because you did something wrong. Your Father has some issues since Grandpa died." said my Mom."Is he ever going to be happy again?" I asked "Yes,sweetie he will be happy again." said my Mom as she kissed me on the forehead "Now ,time for bed." She said as I lay back on the bed as she pulls the cover up "Good night ,my Eugene."said my Mom as she blew out the candle and walks away.