[He knew the details. All the details. And knew most of all that Jilly didn't really harbor much resentment towards her sister. Raylene might have killed her sister, might have been responsible for Jilly's color blindness, but as far as his best friend was concerned, it hadn't been something she had set out to do. Still, it hadn't been so easy for Geordie to differentiate, not to want to reach out and yell at someone - be it Raylene or the people who brought him here or even the first ridiculous magical creature he saw.
People got angry. He had been the subject of his father's temper too many times in his life. But that temper had been unwarranted, his father's beatings provoked by little except a way in which the man could ruin any joy his sons might be facing that day. And he worked hard not to be like that man. Striking out was not what Jilly wanted. It was not what would ease his own conscience.
And Jilly would want him to reach out to her younger sister. It was easier, sometime, than attempting to rebuild the relationship yourself. Geordie had more than enough experience with Christy to think otherwise.
His voice was quiet, a little hesitant and a lot thoughtful, when he does reply.] Have you ever considered learning an instrument?
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People got angry. He had been the subject of his father's temper too many times in his life. But that temper had been unwarranted, his father's beatings provoked by little except a way in which the man could ruin any joy his sons might be facing that day. And he worked hard not to be like that man. Striking out was not what Jilly wanted. It was not what would ease his own conscience.
And Jilly would want him to reach out to her younger sister. It was easier, sometime, than attempting to rebuild the relationship yourself. Geordie had more than enough experience with Christy to think otherwise.
His voice was quiet, a little hesitant and a lot thoughtful, when he does reply.] Have you ever considered learning an instrument?