[It's ugly and he knows it, but he feels a sharp pang of
jealousy when he hears that. He knows he shouldn't feel it, but he has to
turn away and take a sip of his coffee to process the idea that Fraser took
someone else up to Canada. Even if it's fake Canada, even if it's pretend
Canada.]
That's good. [He manages, finally, kicking himself for feeling this
and showing it. He's an open book on a good day, and he's
practically an audiobook right now.]
Back home, sometimes he'd take me to the park. Pretend we were camping out
in the wilderness, instead of in the middle of Chicago.
Re: Private
[It's ugly and he knows it, but he feels a sharp pang of jealousy when he hears that. He knows he shouldn't feel it, but he has to turn away and take a sip of his coffee to process the idea that Fraser took someone else up to Canada. Even if it's fake Canada, even if it's pretend Canada.]
That's good. [He manages, finally, kicking himself for feeling this and showing it. He's an open book on a good day, and he's practically an audiobook right now.]
Back home, sometimes he'd take me to the park. Pretend we were camping out in the wilderness, instead of in the middle of Chicago.