 Irish eyes || Nanny McPhee
This felt like a huge turning point in Damien's life. All of a sudden, as the sheer weight of the fact he was about to talk to someone about the strange circumstances surrounding his life, the boy felt hopeful. Hopeful that something was about to change and it was going to be good change.
What was better? Isobel was sitting here with him. Listening.
He paused, looking down at the ground for a long moment before taking in a deep breath in.
"Did I ever tell you that I don't remember my parents? Or if I have any brothers or sisters? Or any other relative other than the Aunt that I live with?" |