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I sat there for a moment just trying to take in what he said. "I knew it," He said, "You think I'm crazy don't you." "No," I really didn't know what to think. If he was right this changed everything. But at the same time I had a hard time believing he was. He dad was... words I didn't typically use were the ones I'd use to describe that man. He raised his sons teaching them that the world was cruel and that you had to help yourself because no one else would. That's certainty how he treated them too. But thoughts like this only made me more angry and furthered my regrets off not being a better friend to Aiden when we were younger. I sighed, now was the time to think rationally and not let prejudices get in the way. "I'm not sure what I think quite yet." He ran his hand through his hair again and I was tempted to do the same. Through my hair not his! "I don't know Aiden. This is a lot to take in. Have you told any of the adults yet?" "Not yet. I wanted to see what you thought first." "Honestly, I think it's possible. But we shouldn't jump to conclusions." "Yeah," He said slowly, "You're right." I had a feeling there was more to this then he was letting on. I didn't want to pressure him though. The sun had set and with it my capability to deal with stuff like this. Not that I'm sure I had that ability to begin with. This was getting to be a lot. I wasn't gonna sit in my self-pity though. But just 'cause I couldn't be there for Aiden before doesn't mean I can't help him now. We started to head back, trying to maintain simple conversation, but both of us knew the other was holding something back.
