Huh? No…I’m just…resting my eyes…what’s the matter son?
...
[Jackson moved into the tent and sat down in one of the corners of the tent, glancing down at his hands, he began.]
..I'm sorry I said I wished you weren't alive and mom was here instead of you... I was just angry because I can't do anything you need me to do right and I feel useless... Everyone's got something they can do and my.. my skill-set doesn't doesn't.. apply into anything anymore.. I didn't mean it though... I'm glad I've got.. you.
[He looked up but restrained himself from hugging his father knowing that the man would only probably view it as a sign of weakness.]










