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Blinks a really good kid. I’m proud of him, but I don’t know how to tell him that. He doesn’t talk to me much anymore, ever since he met that girl. He has fun, though, and that’s what matters.
She’s my mother. I can read her like an open book. She used to be like a teenage introvert being dragged around to events and such by her extrovert friend (or in this case, mate) but ever since Father died, well… it’s been hard on us all.