Imperfect

S I X T E E N - J O H N N Y C L A R K

Still driving on the roads of Birmingham, Alabama, my brother finally got off his phone from a long phone call.

"That was the address to his mother's house," Mason informed me as I kept my eyes on the road, "that was my grandma..."

"She didn't seem like a grandma to me..." I told him...

"Well," my brother went on, "there's one more place to stop..."

I looked at him, taking my eyes off of the road for one split second to understand him correctly.

"What place?" I asked him.

"J. gave me another address," he explained to me, "supposedly it's the address to his ex-wife's house..."

I ridiculed Mason, not believing my brother right now.

"Are you kidding me, Mason," I told him, "how do you know if his ex-wife isn't just like your 'grandma'?"

"She's the only one that holds a key to the information about my father," Mason went on, "it's a reason that she's an ex-wife now... It could be because of my mother's actions..."

"Are you sure that you really, really want to do this, Mason?" I asked him as a warning before he gives me the address.

"I'm positive," Mason responded with a smile, "I want to know more about my real dad..."