AUSTIN’S P.O.V

“What’s bothering you?” my mother asked, watching as I just played around with my dinner instead of eating it. “Oh nothing, I’m just not very hungry,” I said. “Would you kindly excuse me?” I put my fork down and woke up from my chair. “No Austin! You are my son and I know that something is bothering you. Now you can choose to be stubborn and keep it to yourself or you can share your troubles with your brother an