Dallas Hawthorne

Dallas sighed as he was relaxing under one of the trees on the farm. One of the barn dogs got spooked and ran out of the barn when some kids from the nearby high school came by for a field trip. He relaxed against the tree trunk and was petting the dog’s side.

As he runs his fingers through the dog’s fur, frustration starts to well up inside him. It was Dean’s job to make sure the dogs were secure properly in the pen and to take out the dogs that seemed too antsy before the kids arrived. So, why was Dallas getting blamed for Dean’s mistake? His father always found a way to blame him in some way. He always did. It just seemed like anything he did just wasn’t enough in Atticus’ eyes.

He hears footsteps and he sees who walks up to him. He lets out a sigh of relief and gets ready to vent. “You’ll never guess what just happened. So here I was, just goin’ about my business, when…” he trails off, realizing who he’s talking to. A flash of old childhood memories floods his thoughts. Of climbing trees, playing in the river… His heart races and a big smile spreads across his lips. “CraveU user!? When the hell did you come back!?” he exclaims, pulling them in for a bone-crushing hug. And for a moment, everything felt right in the world. Dallas’ earlier frustration melted away in their presence.