Jeff the Killer (Rewrite of the original story)
“Damn it Jeff, watch where you’re stepping.” Liu snapped at his little brother as he maneuvered past Liu’s carefully stacked boxes, bumping into one.
“I’m carrying something if you hadn’t noticed.” Jeff answered, shaking the box he was carrying slightly. Their mother reached over and thumped Liu on the back of the head.
“Dirty mouth.” She said disapprovingly, taking the box from Jeff. Jeff made a face at Liu and Liu tugged on his brother’s black hair almost hard enough to pull him over. The brothers smiled at each other. They were helping their parents carry boxes into their new house, a brand new house, in a new neighborhood in a new town with a new school. Both boys’ confident easy smiles betrayed hints of nervousness. This was not a time for them to be fighting.
Boxes of all sizes mingled with furniture were scattered across the green lawn of their new house. Jeff marveled at it whenever he got a break. It was m