Post by Tempest on Jul 3, 2008 22:28:27 GMT -5
Sam nodded, his expression mirroring her thoughts exactly. It HAD been awkward. Now that he wasn't feeling so detached, it occurred to him to be slightly embarrassed. Quickly, he scrawled out an answer to her question.
"My uncle is what you might call "eccentric". You see, we live up in a place that's like a hermitage in one respect: there's nobody around. He recieves no visitors- only letters for him to make instruments. If I had to guess at how my uncle knows Leo, I'd have to say it was from his younger years. Beyond that, I have absolutely no clue. Uncle has not been particularly open with me about his past."
Well, that was part of the story. He'd rather say that his uncle was eccentric than what he suspected. The old man was probably off his rocker, not to mention half-deaf.
Sam did not see Leo coming, but the man quietly placed their glasses on the table and was off again.
"My uncle is what you might call "eccentric". You see, we live up in a place that's like a hermitage in one respect: there's nobody around. He recieves no visitors- only letters for him to make instruments. If I had to guess at how my uncle knows Leo, I'd have to say it was from his younger years. Beyond that, I have absolutely no clue. Uncle has not been particularly open with me about his past."
Well, that was part of the story. He'd rather say that his uncle was eccentric than what he suspected. The old man was probably off his rocker, not to mention half-deaf.
Sam did not see Leo coming, but the man quietly placed their glasses on the table and was off again.