A World Without Sun discussion

A small two bedroom house

Caleb drove up to the house and parked in the driveway. He hadn't been here in so long...

Emily smiled at the house then unbuckled and got out

Caleb got out and helped Walter out, "ready..?"

Walter was asleep, he hugged Caleb in his sleep
Emily nodded and walked up.tiff the door with a smile

Caleb fallowed her and knocked on the door hesitantly, "are you sure you want to do this? There's still time to run.."

Emily shook her head "I'm sure Caleb" she smiled at him

He nodded and sighed. He flinched when the doorknob turned.

Emily smiled and put her hands on her belly then took them off

"Who is it?" A man's voice asked in a slightly rude tone.
Caleb sighed, "your son.."
There was a pause, "do we have a son?" The man's voice whispered.
"I can't remember," a woman's whispered back.
Caleb rolled his eyes and pushed the door open to revile his parents. He looked almost exactly like his father, except he had his mother's blond hair. "Mom, dad, this is Emily and Walter.." He gestured to Emily then the boy in his arms, "Emily.." He sighed and pointed to his tattoo covered father and drunken smelling mother, "these are my parents.."

Emily looked at them and smiled "hi, it's vary nice to meet you" she looked at Caleb then his parents again

His mother smiled, "would you like a drink? Or wait! Are you 19? Oh who cares? I'll get you one!"
Caleb glared at his mother, "she's pregnant, she's not having a drink," he took Emily's hand and led her inside.

Emily nodded "and I'm only 16 so I wouldn't take a drink anyways" she whispered and looked at his dad and smiled brightly

His dad nodded at her, "nice to meet you," he stated in the bad boy way that Caleb originally had.

Emily smiled at him "you look so much like Caleb, or he looks like you"

Walter woke up and lifted his head, ha looked at Caleb's dad and smiled

His father nodded, "I'm going to get dinner started," he stated and headed to the kitchen.
"He's not much of a talker.." Caleb whispered to Emily. His dad was more of a yeller..

Emily nodded and looked at Walter then smiled and walked to the kitchen to talk to his dad "do you like cooking?"

His father sighed, "not really."

Emily smiled "I can help you if you want " she nodded

He shrugged, "doesn't matter.."

Emily smiled and walked over next to him "what would you like e to do?" She smiled at him

"I don't care," he took a step back do she could take over, "what ever I guess," he ran a hand threw his dark hair.

Emily smiled at him "what are we having?" She looked at him and smiled brightly

"I was thinking spaghetti.." He shrugged, "but it doesn't matter."

Emily nodded "could you get the noodles?" She smiled at him

He sighed and nodded. He opened a cupboard and pulled out a bag.

Emily smiled and filled the pot with water then set it on the stove "so, what do you do for a living?"

"Car salesman," he said almost right after she asked.

Emily smiled "that's cool!" She started to boil the water "what does your wife do?"

"Drink," he grabbed everything they'd need.

Emily nodded "I'm sorry about that, it must be hard" she looked at him

He shrugged, "you get use to it."

Emily nodded "Caleb is a lot like you" she looked St him and smiled

He nodded, "is that a good thing?" He asked her.

Emily nodded "yeah, he is sweet and kind, but when you don't know him then he is vary standoffish"

He nodded slowly, "so he's a wimp..." He sighed.

Emily smiled and shook her head "not at all" she smiled at him

"Sounds like he is.."

Emily looked at him "have you ever taken a good look at him, or gotten to know him?"

"Why would I do that?" He asked as he started cooking the meat.

Emily looked St him like he had two heads "he is your son and it seems like he wants a relationship with you"

He arched his eyebrow, "why the hell would he want that?"

"because your his dad!" She shook her head "I think you should go talk to him"

"About?"

Emily shrugged "how he is, life" she looked at him

He shrugged, "why would I need to know that? He's still alive, so his life must be fine."

Emily looked St him "just go talk to him and meet your grandson"

He sighed, "I'm cooking."

Emily shook her head "I'm cooking"

He glared at her; cooking was one of few things that got him away from his wife and son, "your helping me cook," he stated.