[Peter squeezes Leo's arm again, trying to be a steady presence for him. Wishing he could do more.
Peter nods in turn. He squares his shoulders a little as the door opens and they move out into the hallway together.
He can still hear April and Casey's voices even from the level above the kitchen without the shouting. Snippets of a conversation. Debating idly about a secret boyfriend.
Well.
Peter was definitely secret.
The walk downstairs feels long, but too short at the same time. Peter barely takes in the house as they walk. Any joy at having sunlight is dampened by the discomfort tight in his chest.
The kitchen is soaked in sunlight coming through the windows. Its quaint, yellow walls and homey. What Peter wanted so desperately. April leans against a counter. Casey... Casey a much older boy now is searching through his bag for something. It's surreal how big Casey is now. How much he's grown.
He speaks, his voice quieter than he intends it to be.]
no subject
Peter nods in turn. He squares his shoulders a little as the door opens and they move out into the hallway together.
He can still hear April and Casey's voices even from the level above the kitchen without the shouting. Snippets of a conversation. Debating idly about a secret boyfriend.
Well.
Peter was definitely secret.
The walk downstairs feels long, but too short at the same time. Peter barely takes in the house as they walk. Any joy at having sunlight is dampened by the discomfort tight in his chest.
The kitchen is soaked in sunlight coming through the windows. Its quaint, yellow walls and homey. What Peter wanted so desperately. April leans against a counter. Casey... Casey a much older boy now is searching through his bag for something. It's surreal how big Casey is now. How much he's grown.
He speaks, his voice quieter than he intends it to be.]
Uh- hey.