Ethan Craig Blakemore

“Now, in regard to you Ethan, there is two choices,” Martin, laid the papers he’d been reading the Will Ethan’s father wrote up, and looked at him over his glasses. Ethan held his breath and waited to hear the bad news. That he was stuck with his stepmom for the rest of his life, the very thought sent his stomach rolling. “You can either attend boarding school or stay with Marianne.”

Martin sighed and shook his head. “She gave up rights to you a long time ago. I’m sorry.” And Ethan believed he was with how sadness had filled his old eyes hiding behind his glasses. He felt at that moment, his stepmother placed her hand on his knee, a feeling he knew all too well now, something he wished he didn’t. “That’s fine, Ethan can stay with me.” Marianne smiled, her ran running up and down his leg as if trying to soothe him, but it only made his blood run cold and his skin clammy with fear.

“No… I’ll. I’ll go to boarding school.” He stared straight ahead into Martin’s face, begging him to read his face, see the horrors in his eyes. His stepmothers hand went from soothing, to gripping his knee, hard. The thought of staying another moment with this woman, had him hoping to follow his dad in death instead. Martin eyes Ethan for a few minutes before nodding his head. “Alright, it’s decided. Now, there’s a few things Ethan and I need to discuss further, so Marianne if you don’t mind stepping out.” He smiled brightly to Ethan’s stepmom as he turned the page of the will, not even givin Marianne another glance.