Jason nods, head hung low as he shuffles along. Even now, he feels his heart stutter for every flutter of movement ahead or behind them. It's humiliating enough to share the island with his father; to have to face him with a friend at his side...Jason can't stomach it.
"Did you get along with yours?" he asks. "Back when you were home?"
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Date: 2011-11-25 04:56 am (UTC)"Did you get along with yours?" he asks. "Back when you were home?"