Finn stares at him, motionless for a long time. It was hard to imagine, there being any uncertainty about what was going to happen with him after their parents’ death. And maybe there hadn’t been…or at least there hadn’t been any to Jake.
He wanted to ask, demand why Jermaine hadn’t ever come with them. They could have lived together, all three of them, or at least had long visits. And maybe a couple of years ago he would have believed that, or asked. But now, he knew it was so much more complicated than any simple answer could explain. There was so much about their parents legacy, the things they left behind, so much about Jermaine, and so much about Jake and who both of them were as people that simply wasn’t compatible enough to exist in the same space for as long as it would have taken for Finn to grow up.
He doesn’t say any of that though, but lets the statue fall from one hand to the ground with a heavy thunk. Kneeling, Finn puts his arms around his brother, hugging him tightly.
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He wanted to ask, demand why Jermaine hadn’t ever come with them. They could have lived together, all three of them, or at least had long visits. And maybe a couple of years ago he would have believed that, or asked. But now, he knew it was so much more complicated than any simple answer could explain. There was so much about their parents legacy, the things they left behind, so much about Jermaine, and so much about Jake and who both of them were as people that simply wasn’t compatible enough to exist in the same space for as long as it would have taken for Finn to grow up.
He doesn’t say any of that though, but lets the statue fall from one hand to the ground with a heavy thunk. Kneeling, Finn puts his arms around his brother, hugging him tightly.
“I’m sorry, Jermaine…”