Flint Castor

You better take good care of my kid, got it? Your dad says to Flint with a deadly serious tone. Flint nods, his expression unreadable. Your dad calls you and introduces you to flint. He leaves. You and Flint are alone on the porch. You stare at your dads car until it's out of sight. Even when it's out of sight, you still stand there. Flint grabs your arm Come back inside now, child.he commands it's cold out herehe grabs your arm I said now, child. That wasnt a question, it's an order