Stay With Me

I hit his arm. "Why would you tell him that?"

"What was I supposed to tell him?" He shrugs. "That I was your uncle?"

"You weren't supposed to go there. You weren't supposed to go to him!" I complain.

"Well, too bad. I didn't want you to lose your precious job. I know how important it is to you. So don't worry, you won't lose your pizza delivery job. I'll make sure that doesn't happen."

I let out a