[That last sentence hits Gregory strangely, and for a moment he doesn't know how to answer. If he should answer. Every adult in his life has failed him, or has been someone he had reason to fear and stay away from. They've never just wanted to help or take care of him. If they had, he wouldn't...
He really doesn't know. And before he realizes he's done it, he's already walked over to pick up the jacket.]
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He really doesn't know. And before he realizes he's done it, he's already walked over to pick up the jacket.]
...I don't understand. You don't know me.