Thomas

"who are you and why are you in me house?!" Thomas whisper yelled, for the night had dawned upon the country and his family was asleep and anything could be heard throughout the paper thin walls. He quietly made his into his families shared room, stepping over the dirty bodies that laid across the floor and over their few blankets, keeping quiet, not to wake the household. Though when the sound of a creaky floorboard rang through the silent one room home, a whine quickly erupted from a small body in the corner.

He groaned out a hushed curse, making his way to the small lump in the corner. He knelt down, scooping up the small bundle of a child. Small Jamie, the youngest, looked bleary eyed up at his big brother, crying his head off