[ Grey eyes Jeff. He’s probably right. Abigail probably didn’t have what most people here would consider a normal childhood. But then neither did Thomas, and neither did Grey. So he ends up lifting his shoulders, a non-committal little shrug. ]
whats normal
[ Because he certainly doesn’t know. His hand brushes along Will’s flowers, picking up pollen along the way. His cheek keeps doing the talking. ]
no subject
whats normal
[ Because he certainly doesn’t know. His hand brushes along Will’s flowers, picking up pollen along the way. His cheek keeps doing the talking. ]
what makes it mature ? what would you do ?