"Don't go!" I shout. I don't know if I'm telling him not to go back to the Gokaigers, if I'm telling him not to walk out of the house just to cool off, if I'm telling him not to walk out of the house and never come back.
Okay, fine. All of them.
"It's not a goddamn lie. The circumstances, sure, but not the feelings, Joe." I should be speaking more reasonably. I should be using my words persuasively, building a case with logic and emotion to demonstrate in both ways that I really do mean this and he's being an idiot.
But instead I'm near shouting, frantic and desperate that this is happening. "You may not be a foster kid who's been in a few homes and in some trouble. But you're still part of this family, and you always will be even if you walk out that door right now, though I wish to hell you wouldn't."
I shake my head vehemently. "Joe, Joe, Joe. That wasn't your fault, and other things have gone wrong in our lives both before and after meeting you. Don't be ridiculous."
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Okay, fine. All of them.
"It's not a goddamn lie. The circumstances, sure, but not the feelings, Joe." I should be speaking more reasonably. I should be using my words persuasively, building a case with logic and emotion to demonstrate in both ways that I really do mean this and he's being an idiot.
But instead I'm near shouting, frantic and desperate that this is happening. "You may not be a foster kid who's been in a few homes and in some trouble. But you're still part of this family, and you always will be even if you walk out that door right now, though I wish to hell you wouldn't."
I shake my head vehemently. "Joe, Joe, Joe. That wasn't your fault, and other things have gone wrong in our lives both before and after meeting you. Don't be ridiculous."