[Pausing in the doorway leading from the living room to the main hall, Kit glanced back over his shoulder toward Vincent.
What did he have to be happy about?
He was blessed he supposed with parents who were good to him and who had permitted him into their lives and into their home, but he knew better than to ever think he deserved them. In fact, just being here was inflicting more trouble upon them than they should have ever had to know. It was his fault his mother was in the hospital, after all. If he had never given her that glass rose as an apology for not staying one weekend...]
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What did he have to be happy about?
He was blessed he supposed with parents who were good to him and who had permitted him into their lives and into their home, but he knew better than to ever think he deserved them. In fact, just being here was inflicting more trouble upon them than they should have ever had to know. It was his fault his mother was in the hospital, after all. If he had never given her that glass rose as an apology for not staying one weekend...]
I don't know what you mean.