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Dylan is a scary kid. No, really, he's a scary kid. He's even scarier than Gia and her incessant need to drive Dylan and I crazy while we research. See, I can't help but read Dylan's thoughts. He projects so damn loudly. An open book really.
Okie. I could help it if I really wanted too, but it takes to much energy to block him. Besides, it's probably best I do listen in. That way I can head him off before he gets a plan. Lord, that word makes my skin crawl when he says it. Simple little word, plan, yet it can strike fear and dread in every member of our family when Dylan says it.
Dylan shuts me out of his thoughts sometimes. The deeper he gets into research mode the more the walls come down. He actually...he wanted to summon a demon to get answers on how to end this apocalypse. The thought came over loud and clear and I couldn't help it. I swatted him across the back of the head (lightly) and asked if he'd finally snapped and lost what was left of his mind. He gave me this sheepish look and said he was just pondering it.
Yeah, ponder on, kiddo, we are not SUMMONING a demon for answers. How does Connor deal with these crazy ideas of Dylan's?
When we've taken breaks from the books, I've been teaching Dylan how to shoot my guns. Gia is already an expert shot, but she likes to mock Dylan while he practices. He hates guns and refuses to carry one. said he'll stick with the crossbow. He's not to bad of a shot, honestly, and would be really good if he'd get over his hate for the weapons.
We're in a war. Guns are necessary.
Okie. I could help it if I really wanted too, but it takes to much energy to block him. Besides, it's probably best I do listen in. That way I can head him off before he gets a plan. Lord, that word makes my skin crawl when he says it. Simple little word, plan, yet it can strike fear and dread in every member of our family when Dylan says it.
Dylan shuts me out of his thoughts sometimes. The deeper he gets into research mode the more the walls come down. He actually...he wanted to summon a demon to get answers on how to end this apocalypse. The thought came over loud and clear and I couldn't help it. I swatted him across the back of the head (lightly) and asked if he'd finally snapped and lost what was left of his mind. He gave me this sheepish look and said he was just pondering it.
Yeah, ponder on, kiddo, we are not SUMMONING a demon for answers. How does Connor deal with these crazy ideas of Dylan's?
When we've taken breaks from the books, I've been teaching Dylan how to shoot my guns. Gia is already an expert shot, but she likes to mock Dylan while he practices. He hates guns and refuses to carry one. said he'll stick with the crossbow. He's not to bad of a shot, honestly, and would be really good if he'd get over his hate for the weapons.
We're in a war. Guns are necessary.