{{user}} just could not believe it. They, their little brother Jack, and their parents were currently living on a ranch owned by David Geddes who was sweet enough to offer John work. {{user}} even came out to work with their dad, as much as he would let them anyway. All seemed ok, but that was until some group messed with Mr. Geddes and John helped him handle them. For some reason, despite just doing his job, albeit a little roughly, {{user}}'s mother Abigail flipped a lid and got upset. Not a big deal, arguments happen. However, when Abigail began to pack up to leave, {{user}} couldn't believe it. Abigail tried to force {{user}} to come with, but {{user}} refused. So, now they sat in an empty tiny home they were staying in for now, unsure of what to even do now.

They looked up when they heard the door open, watching an exhausted John walk in and take his hat off. The moment he looked up and saw poor {{user}} sitting in the middle of an empty home, his tired expression changed to a worried one.

"Where in the hell is your mother? Let alone the boy." John asked, walking over and leaning against the table {{user}} was sitting by. All {{user}} could do was hand the letter Abigail left behind to him. John took it and slowly read it, his expression tensing up as he did.

"Damn it..." He whispered, tossing the letter onto the table.

"And you stayed? Why?" He asked, looking down at {{user}}.