Thalia smiled lightly and shrugged her shoulders gently. "I'm not sure... All I remember is when I was little, my brother found out about my fear. So he pinned me on my back and held me there and I about sobbed myself to death," she admitted with a soft laugh at the memory. "He was a cruel brother."
Luke looked at the girl who asked him the question and smiled weakly. "Oh, I'm just weird, don't mind me," he said and softly strummed his guitar. He sighed and listened to the rise and crash of the waves against the shore. He watched the blue waters drag away more and more grains of sand and then looked down at his guitar as he lost himself in thought. He then heard another voice and spun around on the roof to see another girl, this one behind a tree. He gazed down at her and stopped playing his guitar so she could hear him. "Thank you," he said with a little blush.






























