The Aberrant Clan
His hair is grey but not your typical old-age hair color, but his hair seems like he colors it.
“I’m sorry. Who's your son?” I ask him.
“Austin Henderson with his brothers Alexander and Michael,” He responds, turning to look at me.
“They're your sons?” I answer, shocked. “I didn’t know. Um I'm Crissy, by the way.” Wanting to give him a handshake, realizing he was too weak. I quickly pull my hand back.
“I'm Justin. Nice to meet you, Crissy.” He replies, then licks his lips. His lips cracked from the dryness.
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