"It's all right, Will," I said. "I- you're not the only one who needs to ask for forgiveness."
These were my boys here. My boys. The ones who had grown up, the ones Peter had stopped loving and cast aside, and I had let him. After years of caring for them and teaching them to fight and helping them learn how to hunt, I had let him get rid of them even though I still loved them. They had become men, they had become pirates, and I had let Peter convince me to forget them. I should have known better. I could never have forgotten them.
They had been as dear to me as my friends in Darrow were now. As Rosie was. People showed me what true friendship was like. I meant to never take that for granted again.
"You're almost a man, Jamie," Will said, wonder in his voice. "I never thought I'd see it." Then he seemed to snap into focus and he looked at Rosie. "What else do you need? I'm at your service."
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These were my boys here. My boys. The ones who had grown up, the ones Peter had stopped loving and cast aside, and I had let him. After years of caring for them and teaching them to fight and helping them learn how to hunt, I had let him get rid of them even though I still loved them. They had become men, they had become pirates, and I had let Peter convince me to forget them. I should have known better. I could never have forgotten them.
They had been as dear to me as my friends in Darrow were now. As Rosie was. People showed me what true friendship was like. I meant to never take that for granted again.
"You're almost a man, Jamie," Will said, wonder in his voice. "I never thought I'd see it." Then he seemed to snap into focus and he looked at Rosie. "What else do you need? I'm at your service."