Page 36 of Cove City, Volume II

I wiped my falling tears. My son was right, and I should have been ashamed. I didn’t know how to fix the situation. My superpowers were depleted. I couldn’t blame Birdie, Naheem, Quinton, or Pierre. The only person to blame was myself. I had fallen into Naheem’s trap and should’ve known this day would come.

Tuesday came over to me and embraced me in a hug.

“I know it hurts, Best, but now you should feel free that secret you’ve been holding on to for all these years is free.”

I took a deep breath to calm my emotions. I needed to find a way to resolve this issue fast. Pierre, knowing about Naheem, had only made things worse. He was going to kill him. There was no question to it, but the bigger issue would be me losing my son over a season, a time that should have stayed in the past, and I couldn’t allow it.

I moved around the kitchen to chase after Pierre, but Tuesday grabbed my arm.

“Let him calm down. He’s upset and hurt. Give him time.”

I didn’t want my son to have time. I wanted him to talk to me. He and I always had a great relationship, and this would be the first time that we have disagreed.

My heart was broken, and for the first time in a long time, there was nothing I could do. I watched as Tuesday whipped around the corner into the bathroom behind Pierre. Tuesday had more of my son’s heart in this moment than I had, and that is what broke me the most.

The pain of it all.