Conner
Spending time with Lyla’s family and watching them accept Kelly and more of me settled something in me. I felt a part of something bigger than myself. I have my dad, but dad was a homebody, always was. He didn’t do emotions or affection. He helped, he would say he’s proud of me and what I’ve accomplished, but I needed more, and he just couldn’t give it and that was fine.
Ripper, on the other hand, never let an opportunity slip by without teaching me something I didn’t know I had in me. I’ve always been the more sensitive one in any friend group, the one that was protected. Even in the military, the men that were a part of my unit were faster, better and more protective of those around them. They reacted before I could. So I never got the big accommodations. I was average.
