[Ness stared long and hard at the black, wired telephone. It reminded him so much of his own home, the world he belonged to. Ness couldn't help but lose himself in thought, wondering back to days where he'd hear from his Dad, or dial home to his Mom when things seemed their worst. Now, Ness didn't have such an option. There'd be no dialing back if ( Read more... )

[His feet were starting to regain feeling. His notParents had only done very little in helping with his rehabilitation, but every little bit certainly did aid in his recovery. Ness was now able to walk on small crutches, not wanting to put too much weight on the bottoms of his feet. Now it was time to see if he'd be able to make the walk to ( Read more... )

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