7 March 2013
I climbed into the back of her brothers van, I was unable to read her face but it did look serious, so I had to clarify "I just want you to know that I had nothing to do with this. I mean sure they've 'kidnapped' us from time to time for fun but that was something I'd never do" she looked at me with those dark brown eyes, I held the gaze and then she said "I know you didn't do this, you were always a good guy but who could have done such a thing" by now she was barely hold the tears back and then she did something she'd never done, she hugged me "what if I never see them again" she cried "what if they're dead", dammit, she was gonna make me cry. So we just held each other tight for a while
***** And that's the story of the day your mother and I became friends and from there we became more. It was a couple days later that your uncles were found, apparently after a hide and seek game in the mountains turned into a bad idea they finally found their way into town. If you listen to their story of their venture don't believe it when they say they wrestled bears and such. And that's the end of that story. Go brush your teeth and off to bed the both of you
That One Day • Opuss № I