I’ll do anything
Ray was lying face down on his bed with his headphones on, intentionally ignoring any other potential noise in his home. Particularly, he was pretending to have an excuse to ignore his mom, who should have been home by then. She had promised to be home in time to make supper but had left food in the fridge just in case. Ray was old enough to know this meant she was most likely not going to make it home. At the very least, she was going to be too late for supper as it was already past 4:00 the last time Ray looked at the clock. It was petty, but his only retaliation against his mother’s constant broken promises was to pretend like he did not care. Whenever she did get home, she would call …