Hurrr durr track the thread, Lara
"Relaxing in the sun?" Victor suggested with a grin.
Thomas stood to go sit by his son, carrying Jamie's towel with him. "Here's your towel, Jason." The moment it left his mouth, Thomas' expression melted from one of joy to one of abject horror. His mother had gotten the names of all her children confused on occasion, but Thomas only had one child and he had never called Jamie the wrong name. "J-Jamie. I...I meant Jamie," he stammered, his skin now stark white.