The Winchester family home died before the leaves did that year and like the leaves, it fell to the ground with Mary Winchester inside. And there it lay, all wood rot and ashes while the remnants of the small Winchester family holed up in a dingy motel right outside of Lawrence, Kansas.
The motel room was trashed by the time Dean finally arrived in the old police car. The television that had come with the room was a pile of glass and old plastic on the floor and the bathroom door had several holes all along it. Their father, however, looked peaceful as he slept, a bottle of whatever he could find spilled out on the side of him. It was their first night out Mary and Dean knew he’d have to grieve alone, cooing to his younger brother as he cried out for his mother’s milk.
Through Thick and Thin
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