He's still lying beside the pool when the memory hits him. Hits him, because that is precisely what it does. The feeling was something familiar, but something he hadn't felt in so long that it stole his breath. Somewhere inside him, he recognized this was Mother and this was Aaron, and it made him hug his arms around himself, then tighter just to get through it. By the end, he was feeling, feeling - yes feeling - something completely unfamiliar, something he couldn't even begin to attribute words to, and his cheeks were damp with tears he didn't even know he could still cry.
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