They parked the car at the lookout, at the national park - because it was a start, follow the river, that was all John could think, follow the river, so he would.
And then he recognised the other car parked at the lookout, and it’s the first lucky break he’d caught tonight, because he was in the right place, and hopefully he wouldn’t be too late.
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This story! It makes me cry, it makes me laugh, it makes me want to grab Sam around his little middle and never let him go.
*loves* Awesome work, my friend. Seriously.
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That was powerful and compelling and sad.
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One little thing though, the boys are 4 years and about 3 months apart in age. So when Dean turned 15 in January of 1994, Sam would have still been 10, turning 11 in May.
That is my only nitpick, the rest was great :)
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The fic you were able to put together was just wonderful. And a first for you? I sure couldn't tell it! This was a great fic, and really, the last line killed me.
Sam didn't want to play anymore. Aw. *sniffs* That just summed it up - what you were trying to convey with Sam's coming of age here. You just did a really great job.
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