STORIES: The Vote (?) Continued

Craig’s parents had that kind of faith, though he, even at fifteen, had no comprehension of why they chose to give up and take his sisters with them.  They’d said goodbye, wished him well, gave him whatever they could scrounge that might be useful to him and left him here alone. His mother had cried and begged him to come with them but there was reticence in his father’s farewell.  Craig felt his father would’ve  tried harder  to make this life work out  but torn between his wife and daughters and the waning hope for any kind of  happiness on earth again he  left it to his son, to Craig to find.