Pt. 3 of Ch. 1: "Clubs and Hammers"

I am sorry that it took so long to post this, I haven't been keeping up in the blogging world. But you should be excited for this! Why? Because this is the final part of Chapter One!!! and although shorter than normal parts, here it is:

                                                                              Pt. 3
              
                  He was content at not being locked up, but was he? He was greatly perturbed that over the years, none of his old friends came to retrieve him. It made him wonder if he had ever really been loved at all. But, strangely enough, he found more friendship at the mining camp with the me much older than he, than anywhere else with boys his age.There, at the mining camp, there was one man he grew to be close friends with, his name was Mike. He was tall, ambitious, and hardly ever slouched. Since his house had much extra space, he welcomed Josiah in to live with him. Since Josiah was living with him, Mike also took the liberty so as to drive him to work each morning.
                  Josiah's day was long and schedule tight, he worked from 6:00 am. to 6:45 pm. and hardly had any time for other activities. But one day it just so happened that Mike left near halfway through the day to do another side-hand job. He said he would only be gone a few hours, but 7:00 came and went and there was still no sign of Mike. So Josiah started walking home, expecting to find Mike on the couch asleep, and he would have forgiven Mike for forgetting him, but something much different happened. On the walk home, he found a car crashed into a ditch, one that looked suspiciously like Mike's, and sure enough, when he walked closer, there was Mike in the driver's seat, dead. Josiah would have proclaimed this an accident had it not been for the bullet hole through his chest, now arose the question. Who killed Mike?