"You didn't tell me." He gasps for air, looking up at his father and trying so hard to keep everything inside, but something just snaps at the sight of him. Something too big and too frail not to be jostled off its safe perch and crash to the bottom of the precipice at the sight of his dad. His dad, who hasn't aged one, single, day.
He shakes his head, voice growing louder and weaker at the same time. "You didn't tell me. You didn't TELL ME."
He's off the ground like a feral animal going for the throat, even as Wyatt hurries closer.
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Date: 2009-08-12 08:53 am (UTC)He shakes his head, voice growing louder and weaker at the same time. "You didn't tell me. You didn't TELL ME."
He's off the ground like a feral animal going for the throat, even as Wyatt hurries closer.