“Well, my love, you aren’t so darn handsome for no reason. Your father was the same back then, and when I saw him, it was like I’d been struck by a vision from the Goddess. He was so passionate, and in the beginning so … vibrant. His ideas back then weren’t as radical as when you were a child …” Fin could hear sleep claiming his mother, but she managed one final phrase. “To be honest, I barely knew him. That’s love though, you pick someone you like and play the hand that your choice deals you.” Fin’s spine went rigid.
