Snippets Ninety-Nine: Sam's First Day at School

John headed to West Virginia on a hunt.  He got a motel room that had a small kitchenette and left Dean some money for food.

“Dad, school is starting.  We’re gonna need supplies and stuff,” the boy said.

“You’ll have to make do.  I have all the papers you’ll need on the desk over there,” their father said.

“Yes, Sir,” Dean responded.

John hugged Sam and looked at his oldest. 

“I expect things to go more smoothly this time, Dean.”

“Yes, Sir.”

The boys watched their father drive off.

The school wasn’t far, so they walked.  Dean led his brother to the office where they registered for school.  Dean knew he was behind but he made up his mind to catch up as fast as he could.

The second day of school, the older boy received call to go to the office.  Sam was sitting in the waiting area.  Dean’s eyes widened.  The secretary told the older brother to go into the principal’s office. 

Dean knocked on the door and was told to come in.  He entered the room and stood by the door.  The man behind the desk looked up and asked him to sit down.  Dean obeyed and waited.

“Dean, where’s your father and mother?”

“My Mom is dead, Sir.”

“I’m sorry, Dean.  Where’s your Dad?”

“He’s working, Sir.”

“Where does he work?”

“He’s a mechanic.  He works on fancy cars.  He’s a couple of towns over working on one, Sir.”

“I want to believe that, Dean, but Samuel told his teacher that your Dad stays gone for days at a time.  I want to see him tomorrow morning,” the principal replied.

“Yes, Sir,” Dean answered.

The final bell rang.  Dean went to get his books and walked out of the school with Sam.

“Sammy, you got to keep your mouth shut about how we live.  We got problems now.”

“I’m sorry, Dean.”

“I’ll call Uncle Bobby for help.”