11-12-2014, 12:40 PM
The lad, Lucas, he knew his name now, he hadn't commented on the girls. Which made him wonder, though his emotions said that he had a few to look at, probably a little more than that. It didn't seem he wanted to talk about himself though, that was not going to help matters any on his end.
Giordano laughed when he spoke about a mid-life crisis. Maybe that's what this was all about, paying back the organization that ruined parts of his life. He was going to make them pay for killing his youngest daughter, the reason he came back to his family.
The question nearly caught him off guard as he seethed quietly in his anger. He shook his head. "Depends on when you want to know. As children they despised me for the most part. What kid doesn't when their parents keep them on short leashes. The eldest middle daughter, she was close to me as a child. She enjoyed working on cars with me, her brother had no interest what-so-ever, so she took up that helm so he could pursue whatever it was he was doing at the time."
"My youngest, who has passed from this world, was the closest. One child I never even knew. An error that I look to make up for." Giordano winced at the pain slightly as Lucas hit a particular sensitive spot.
"Now, none of my children are close, I suppose that happens when they grow up and move away."