My Dad had a compass when I was a boy - a big ship's compass that sat on the edge of his big oak desk. I could see the glass globe that covered it even from my height and, sometimes, he'd lift me up to see the arrows wobble. He was in the merchant navy when I was a kid, and he loved the adventure of it. We'd sit cross-legged among maps that
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But I guess it happens for a lot of kids. Do you want Dylan to see you as one?
ooc: Maybe we would sit on the floor and watch Dylan scramble across the world, his toes leaving deep dents in Pakistan. LOVED that line!! Awww, it's a cute image.
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I hope so, at least at first. I don't want him to hate me. But he has to be his own man too, eventually. Fortunately things are going okay with Beth so far.
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Isn't that... I don't know. The higher you are, the harder you fall?
Beth's a good kid. I'm sure Dylan will be too.
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ooc: thanks!
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