“Family” from an outside point of view, written in Second Person Plural.

Me no own, you no sue

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Bonding


You all are CRAZY!

Utterly and absolutely insane!

What do you think you’re doing chasing after a lunatic child into an enchanted forest?


Instinct?
(Misplaced sense of) Duty?
Family makes you do the wacky.


The three of you in that old battered car dodging roots and tree trunks and bushes, crashing through the underbrush, following a shadow simply because if you didn’t, the youngest and most fragile of your number would have killed herself trying to follow that shadow on her own.

You’re lucky Edsel didn’t meet Ford Anglia.

When you finally caught up with the shadow and drew it to your bosom, it was too late; the shadow was recognized as Childe and accepted into your family. You three surrounded the one, supported and healed him, and trio became two couples as you waited for the sun to set.

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