Fracture

When Cameron drove into the house I noticed a silver convertible Bentley sitting in front of the house. He wondered who had come to visit them this time, he was very reluctant to see one of his relatives.

Knowing that he could not avoid it he braced himself and went into the house and as he passed the family room hoping that he could slip by and get into his room. At this point he would start looking for his own apartment but he knew his grandmother would not hear of that.

“Cameron, is that you?” His grandmother called out and he sighed. So close.

He veered away from the door that was right in front of him which led to freedom and went into the room where the voice had come from and walked to her seat and bent, placing an affectionate kiss on her soft cheek and she patted him with a huge smile.

“You did not have breakfast with me this morning, where have you been all day?” She asked a little sulkingly which made Cameron smile indulgently.

He sensed that his grandmother felt guilty abo