by cirque_du_freaklover » Sat Feb 11, 2012 3:06 pm
Zack smiled, squeezing her hand, "thank you. But I'm not perfect, of you want me to be honest. I feel unstable, unbalanced mentally. You see my brother..." He paused, gulping then took in a deep breath, "my brother died, in the Iraq war a few weeks ago. It's been hard on all of us. And to make it even harder my dad has been deployed again, back to Iraq." He looked away, biting his lip, blinking back the tears that were always there.
“The hands of Fate keep time on a heart-shaped watch."Harkat Mulds