Cutler felt his stomach drop, the same as when he swung too high while jumping off the swing set at the park, and a wave of dizziness passed through him. He braced himself against his bedpost, and looked around frantically for somewhere to hide in the small bedroom space. What a stupid decision.
Why had he done it? It’s not like it had helped things at all. Cutler’s anger had stayed white-hot immediately afterwards, until it melted quickly into the paralyzing fear that he was currently experiencing after hearing his mother shout: “DID YOU JUST SLAM THAT DOOR YOUNG MAN?!”
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Mark (Mitch) Weil
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