C123 Chapter 123

He resumes speaking, and his voice is even softer, but his eyes are not wistful or happy. They are hard, as if he is analyzing what the boy did, judging the child version of himself. From the look on his face, that boy was getting judged harshly.

“We had done nothing but talk, for weeks. That weekend, we had done nothing but talk as well. I didn’t think anything of it