CARTER POV
I had wondered around checking out this town looking at everything that day. But I got bored pretty quickly, so when it was late enough I went to the bar and ordered a beer.
I sat at the bar, minding my own business, watching the game on TV with my beer when some guy sat next to me.
He looked a little older than me, but only a couple of years.
I wasn’t too interested in engaging with him, but he was muttering away about stuff that it sounded like he needed someone to talk to.
“You seem like you got some problems.” I said.
“Yeah. My brother is going to kill me.” He said.
“Well, if he’s your brother I’m sure he will understand.” I said.
“Do you have any brothers?” He asked.
“No. I’ve got a couple of sisters.” I said.
“Well, Noah is going to kill me.” He said.
