holdingmyworldsdestiny:

“Alright.”

Staring down for just a moment, his hands came to rest on either side of the stool, and he sat all the way up, pushing back the feelings of self consciousness that came along with it.

“I’ll have t’wrap up your boots in plastic so they don’t get wet. That okay with you?”

Rebecca had gone into the cabinet under the sink and took out a roll of plastic wrap to show Silver.

“I have a feelin’ you don’t wanna take those off either.”