You're not the only one. For as little as I get along with the one I know, this still isn't the Father I remember. I'm sure I would have tried the same rebellion as you if I had been pulled here at a much different time.
[A beat passes, the wind whipping over the roses and stone and trickling remains of water. He exhales as he slowly makes his way closer, dropping to a seat nearby.]
Is that what you saw, in those flashes? Your home?
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You're not the only one. For as little as I get along with the one I know, this still isn't the Father I remember. I'm sure I would have tried the same rebellion as you if I had been pulled here at a much different time.
[A beat passes, the wind whipping over the roses and stone and trickling remains of water. He exhales as he slowly makes his way closer, dropping to a seat nearby.]
Is that what you saw, in those flashes? Your home?