Green Smoke: Prologue
“Sam!” His mother’s voice echoed through the house.
“Coming mom” Sam yelled back, normally if his mother called him it was either something he done wrong or something he had done right but normally it was something that he had done wrong she said “it’s time to have lunch” his fears reside after she said that but that would mean.
He glanced involuntarily at the clock and saw that it was 12 o’clock already he had been dozing almost all that time he said although he had already said it “I am coming mom” and got sleepily to his feet and pulled back the black curtains on the window and let the bright light come cascading in on him he put on his clothes and walked down the stairs.
He said good morning to his mom and brother and dad and after a few minutes of staring at his food he started to eat it.
His father looked at him and said “son you need to wake up earlier or you are going to get used to sleeping in late and when school starts again you won’t be able to wake up at the right time and you might even miss your school”.
“Well seeing as almost every time we have spring break I get sick so I might not even be able to go to school any way” Said Sam.
His mother looked up and said “you know I think you just make it up that you are all sick at the end of your break. I think your just plain lazy”.
George Sam’s brother looked up and said “but not me right mom” he said with a mischievous knot to his words.
His mother looked at him and said “why you’re worse than Sam why you have all these little excuses for being late for class like or Mr. Anger my mom told me to take out the trash and while I was doing it I knocked it over and she told me to take out every one’s trash”
Sam remembered when he had done that he must have been five hours late to get to school.
George was trying to look down cast but it wasn’t working so he said “it worked to you should have seen the way everyone looked at Mr. Anger like they thought he couldn’t be fooled by it and were wondering what his punishment for me would be and when he just said well get to your table they all looked at echo there like what on earth” and George started to laugh at the remembrance of it.
His mother looked at him and said in a disdainful voice “o stop it or you don’t get any more breakfast”