Malcolm, come on! Bet you can't catch me! A girlish giggle and he huffs a laugh and runs after her. It doesn't occur to him to consider why he's an adult and she's a child. He knows this game. He's played it with his sister many times.
"Wait, Ainsley!" he laughs. "Wait for me!"
Her blonde pigtails disappear from the window on this side of the building, and she appears in the next as he rounds the corner.
"Where are we going?" he asks. "We can't go too far; we'll get in trouble!"
"I want to show you something; don't be a chicken!" little Ainsley tells him, skipping along the front of the building, window to window.
Let's Have a Tea Party
Malcolm has enough social grace not to say it outloud, but the bodies turning up in their homes with salt water in their lungs? He lets out a breath he's been holding for months. Finally.
He's going to investigate the crime scenes and then the beach. He'll be happy for any company that shows up on his way.
Malcolm Bright | Prodigal Son | OTA
Malcolm, come on! Bet you can't catch me! A girlish giggle and he huffs a laugh and runs after her. It doesn't occur to him to consider why he's an adult and she's a child. He knows this game. He's played it with his sister many times.
"Wait, Ainsley!" he laughs. "Wait for me!"
Her blonde pigtails disappear from the window on this side of the building, and she appears in the next as he rounds the corner.
"Where are we going?" he asks. "We can't go too far; we'll get in trouble!"
"I want to show you something; don't be a chicken!" little Ainsley tells him, skipping along the front of the building, window to window.
Let's Have a Tea Party
Malcolm has enough social grace not to say it outloud, but the bodies turning up in their homes with salt water in their lungs? He lets out a breath he's been holding for months. Finally.
He's going to investigate the crime scenes and then the beach. He'll be happy for any company that shows up on his way.