Maybe it was a sixteen car pileup. [ Chase's suggestion is pretty obviously facetious. That kind of thing isn't likely in a tiny town like this.
Just as Sam studies Chase, so, too, does Chase study his uncle. The two of them, they've both got brown hair, blue eyes, similar builds, a similar enough complexion, though Chase is paler... He doesn't even remember his mom's face, but he can believe that there's a family resemblance. And what's more, he can look at Sam and feel it.
They're family.
And yet, the proposal-- to trust each other-- that gives Chase pause. The leeriness that stirs in him is like a reflex, and his jaw twitches a little as he thinks on how to answer.
You can't trust anyone. Not even family.
It's an intrusive thought, like there's somebody else whispering in his head, but though he might not remember why he shouldn't trust anyone, he knows that the hateful voice in his mind is his own.
And then, just as naturally as the reminder not to trust comes to him, another impulse rises in Chase:
Lie. Act. Pretend.
So he nods. He even offers a smile. ]
Yeah. I trust you, and you trust me. We're all we've got, right?
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Just as Sam studies Chase, so, too, does Chase study his uncle. The two of them, they've both got brown hair, blue eyes, similar builds, a similar enough complexion, though Chase is paler... He doesn't even remember his mom's face, but he can believe that there's a family resemblance. And what's more, he can look at Sam and feel it.
They're family.
And yet, the proposal-- to trust each other-- that gives Chase pause. The leeriness that stirs in him is like a reflex, and his jaw twitches a little as he thinks on how to answer.
You can't trust anyone. Not even family.
It's an intrusive thought, like there's somebody else whispering in his head, but though he might not remember why he shouldn't trust anyone, he knows that the hateful voice in his mind is his own.
And then, just as naturally as the reminder not to trust comes to him, another impulse rises in Chase:
Lie. Act. Pretend.
So he nods. He even offers a smile. ]
Yeah. I trust you, and you trust me. We're all we've got, right?