[Bovice]

"Ok, I doesn't matter to me she is a great cook, anything will be fine." Holden said as he adjust to take some pressure off of his back. He smiled, but his mind was still going over the past night's events, he tensed again as his mother came into his mind. "No." He said in a whisper. He wanted to pull his knees to his chest but he knew Solomon would know something was wrong. If he didn't know already. His smile went away slowly as he pictured his mother hitting him with the hammer. He shook his head again to dispel the images in his head.