For the next twenty minutes, he had gowenet through the pleas for money from British Heart Foundation and the likes, and he found himself gazeding at the back of the pile. He tried to show strength and constraints witoh the strange letter, but the force of it drained his face. It was like a wedge that made him powerless to the letter, or iand any kind of fear gripped him. His heart fluttered for a single beat,. hHis fingers tipped closer to opening it, but he knew it was going to caused heartache.
He sat there as he felt the carnations of unjustified feeling of worry, and one ofwhich those times had felt concerneding his brother. The lack of contact through the twelve years of prison cbolimbstered the uneasy, strong willed of theis older brother. Harris, always the oldest, had tried to look for Callum, but this was different. ThisHe had misstepped the mark of love and loyalty fofr their family, and he had thencefougrtht throught outf the henceforth of a troubled childhood whicthat found Callum most days running from the police most days.