I HATE PETER WHO I WOULD CHASE INTO THE WAVES

Peter, I always had loved you. When you were younger and we went to the beach, I would chase you into the waves to make sure you were safe and happy, I always let you have the window seat, I took you to school even if it took me two extra hours - but I always wanted you to have what I never did - someone to truly lean on and know will always put you first. So this morning Peter, when you shouted at me and threw the breakfast I made you against the wall - I never been so crushed in my life. How could you Peter? How could you?