"No. It was something...something my dad talked about, but there was never really a good time." Always something going on. If not something traumatic and awful, just life being the way it was. A single dad trying to make ends meet, a growing boy with a lot of issues just trying to navigate through the complexities of academia. At least it hadn't been so lonely once he met Larry and the others.
Instinctively, Sal reaches for Gizmo, who hasn't moved from his spot on the edge of the van.
"I hope so. I can't remember the last time I thought about something...normal." The demons were always there, in the back of his mind. His nightmares. All around him, reminders of how dangerous and bizarre his life was. Keeping him looking over his shoulder...and he had one hell of a blind spot.
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Date: 2023-09-15 04:21 am (UTC)Instinctively, Sal reaches for Gizmo, who hasn't moved from his spot on the edge of the van.
"I hope so. I can't remember the last time I thought about something...normal." The demons were always there, in the back of his mind. His nightmares. All around him, reminders of how dangerous and bizarre his life was. Keeping him looking over his shoulder...and he had one hell of a blind spot.