Jason, please don’t said maria. ‘don’t go. We need to talk some more. ‘ but Jason was already running out of the front door.
He ran and ran until he couldn’t run any more. He wasn’t angry any more, but just so sad. He started to walk slowly home. He hoped his mother was out – he didn’t want to talk anyone
When he got to his house, he saw the lights were on. He tried to open the door quietly, but he couldn’t.
‘ Is that you Jason?’ called his mother from the living room.
‘yes; he replied.
She came to the door of the living room. ‘why are you back so early?
I’ll tell you tomorrow ; replied Jason. ‘ I’m going to my room now.’
‘ please can you come into the living room for a moment; his mother said.
‘do I have to?’ asked Jason.
‘yes his mother replied.
Jason followes his mother into the living room and saw a man sitting on the sofa.
‘jason’ said his mother. ‘this is your father,simon
Jason looked at the man and said nothing. Simon said nothing. Simon said nothing, but couldn’t look at Jason. After a miniute or two Jason said coldly; so where have you been for the last twelve years?
His father replied, ‘it’s difficult, but let me try and tell you what happened.’’
He out of a house