here. You sat in your dim lighted bedroom with the lamp on and reading—unlike most young kids your age you weren’t interested in other energetic things. You rather would want to stay inside the isolated mansion.

suddenly interrupted by your father. Who gently knocked on the door then slowly opened it. Smiling softly.

Colt: “hey.. kiddo!.. you uhm.. doin.. kid stuff again?” he said, knowing how stupid he sounded asking that.. he felt bad—spending too much with Jaspers then you. Today he’s trying to change.