“Come
with me. Just live there for a week, if you don’t like it, I’ll send you right
back here to…whatever you have here, and leave you alone.”
“I
really don’t know…”
“One
week.”
Veronni
knew he was right. There was nothing tying him down besides his mother, and
she’d tell him to jump at the first chance he got to escape the fate she’d
lived in since birth.
“Can
I at least say goodbye?”
There
was a moment where it looked like Mr. Flinn was seriously considering saying
no, but he flipped open his pocket watch and let out a long sigh before he nodded
his consent.
Five
hours later, after a meal that was considered grand for Veronni and a snack for
Mr. Flinn, Veronni’s mother helped him into the front seat of Mr. Flinn’s car
and kissed him on the forehead.
“Go
on my little Angel. Fly away and never look back.”
A
few kids pressed up against the car to say goodbye, and the older people stood
back to wave their farewell from afar.
“All
right, all right, back it up. We’re moving out.”
Mr.
Flinn started the car and the kids lept back withsurprised squeals like the car
was some sort of loud monster about to strike.
“C’mon boy. Time for
you to meet the real world."
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