|Took this during my senior pictures|
The Preservation of Character. Pt4Chapter 4.
“Peterson. That’s unfortunate, people are gonna think you’re related to one of the big three!” Frank laughed smugly.
“Frank. Don’t be so stupid.” Tallulah now sat with her arms folded, staring at Frank in hope that he would have a break from talking. Her hopes were in vain.
“Yeah, but I’m just saying. How do you know that he’s not related to him? There aren’t that many Petersons around here; have you even asked him?”
She glared back at him, as everyone turned to Jim.
“Well? Are you one of them?” Frank tilted his head to the side like an owl, smirking.
“Uhm, yeah- I mean no-“
“I’m gonna take that as a yes.”
“Frank!” Tallulah hissed. “What do you mean Jim?”
Jim looked around at all the questioning faces looking down on him.