[Oof. Freddy curls again, this time as a reaction as opposed to affection. Fff. Not that it hurt or anything...as for being old. Well. The kid's too young to really make a judgment although at the same time some of the people around these parts calls him old so who really knows.]

If he didn't figure he would've known anyway cause I told him. I practically begged my mom and dad for that guitar. You know how some kids beg for race cars or ponies? Like that.

[Freddy manages to capture that part of the story with a little smile, even a laugh, because those were the damn days. The paw on his hip doesn't go unnoticed or protested. It's another way to share Larry's touch, in his bed. Everyday could be like this, but no need to have his thoughts travel down that road again.]

My dad was upset when I quit college for the academy. He'd prefer I really was some kinda starvin' gig crawler instead of a cop.