Re: Well after 6, opening day
Inwardly, Simon knew he should be more cautious in revealing such information, but the dam of memories had been breached and he saw no reason to stop now. The postcard was taken, refolded and placed back in his wallet, the designated home for it so he was never very far away from it. "I'm twenty-four," he said once he had put his wallet back in his pocket, meeting her gaze once more.
"And... I was raised by a family in North Carolina. Long-distance adoption, I guess, since I found out I was born in Anaheim." Simon paused again, one shoulder shrugging up just a bit. "Why so many questions? I mean..." Another pause, a moment of silence that lingered. "I don't even know your name."