The Lives We Live Chapter 3 The Lives We Live They stared at me for a second looking almost a little scared. " Uh.." I began when I heard someone coming up the stairs. " What did mom and dad tell you two about argue-" she froze when she seen me and got a confused smile on her face. " Byron?" She said crossing her arms. I nodded slowly. I couldn't remember who she was for a minute. Then it hit me. She was my cousin, Lisa, who was only a year younger then I was. When we kids our height wasn't much different but now I towered over her. " Boys take turns and stop fighting. Dinner will be ready soon." Lisa said shooing them off. They left quietly. " So long time no see huh?" She said brushing past me and sitting on the bed in what was now my room. " Yeah." I responded awkwardly. I hadn't seen these people in ages. They probably thought I was screwed up some how. " So! Tell me how the #life of 17 year old Byron has been!" Lisa sounded very enthused and I wondered if Aunt Maria had actually told her I was coming or anything. I wondered if she had told anyone, I was coming.