Nathan was exhausted. Inner turmoil aside, his body was exhausted by staying inside so much just so he could keep his eyes on his mother for as long as possible. He'd slept in her hotel room (in a chair, no less) and escorted her around before she'd eventually had to go. He'd cried for awhile after that ( Read more... )

Nathan was flat on his back, arms clasped behind his head. His eyes were closed and he was simply enjoying the rays of sunshine pushing their way through the canopy of trees overhead, warming his face and arms. The wind blew his dark hair across his forehead, tickling his skin every so often ( Read more... )