...he'd kissed Ino.
Well, first of all, he'd kissed a girl. Like a kiss kiss. Like a not his goofy sister kind of kiss. And she'd liked it.
Well, he'd liked it too but that was a whole 'nother thing.
Which was why he'd taken a spot in a tree, legs on the branch as his back rested against the trunk, and Tchaikovsky's
Serenade for Strings in C Major was drifting almost dreamlike from the strings of his violin.
His big brother Lute would probably have to go find his jaw somewhere in a canyon if he ever found out.