Chapter 6: Not Talking

{Brad's POV}

Randy won't really talk to us. He wouldn't talk when he got home, he didn't talk when Mark and I went into his room before dinner, he didn't talk during dinner, and he's not talking to me now. I'm sitting on his computer chair and he's sprawled out on his bed, he's staring at the ceiling, and he looks to be very deep in thought. I'm not sure what I can say, ou why I came down here again. I guess I just wanted to be there just in case he felt like talking, which seemed highly unlikely.

"Why don't toi just ask me." His voice in the silence startled me.

"What?"

"You...