[The words choke out in the way they do when Tim gets angry, and he hates himself for how he can't keep his composure when he's like this. He doesn't know how to be angry and intimidating in that anger. Doesn't know how to bristle it and weaponize it the way Alex could. Because it's hard to look angry when your cheeks are hot with tears and you're trying to snarl past the messy lump in your throat and the snot gumming your words.]
Then why didn't you come back?
[He's struck with an absurd memory, a shred of dialogue from an old student film.]
["Was it because of Sarah?"]
[And that's the thing that has him stumbling back and burying his face in his hands.]
done
Then why didn't you come back?
[He's struck with an absurd memory, a shred of dialogue from an old student film.]
["Was it because of Sarah?"]
[And that's the thing that has him stumbling back and burying his face in his hands.]