Listless and Lost (part 1 of 2)
Disclaimer: This is just a work of my imagination, no offence is intended
It’s raining cats and dogs outside. Seriously, those must be some Irish wolf hounds and lions the way it’s coming down. Charlie’s restless. Being holed up in the box room at Billy’s house is causing a severe case of cabin fever. It reminds Charlie too much of the house they used to live in as kids, in this same city, just a few miles down the road. Back in the days when his Mum and Billy Senior were still together. It wasn’t the best of times and fond memories of those days are pretty scarce. In fact, now, it often feels like it happened to someone else.
It’s hard to relate to Billy these days too. Back then they’d banded together as brothers. The Hunnam boys. They were a force to be reckoned with, well known on the estate, always having each others back, never afraid of a scrap. Just like the old man. And they’d made him proud even if it was for all the wrong reasons. But Charlie never saw that life in his future, not really, even if at times it had seemed like it was all there was. He’d always thought he was capable of more, just not sure what it was at first.