C8 Blake

Lucas was quiet on the ride home. "That must have been stressful for you," I said, trying to draw him out. He needed an ally against his family, and it looked as though I was all he had.
He shrugged, looking out the window. "I wasn't expecting anything different."
"Have they always been so…" I searched for a word that was fitting but not too insulting. "Dysfunctional?" 
He shot me a look. "Yes