James nodded some. Absently he fiddled with his hands and stared at them. "Do...do you think he'd be proud of me?" he asked, his voice a bit quiet. He tried his best to be what his mother wanted and what he thought his father wanted but sometimes it just felt like he was constantly falling short of that and he hated it.
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