iLUVindians19

It's been a month since Cuba. Since Shaw. Since Charles lost his legs. ************* It is difficult, at first. Remembering each morning when he wakes that things are different now. That the room beside his is void of the laughter, smile, and vibrancy he's come to know and love as his beloved adoptive sister. That where he is always meant to find the hard and steadfast presence of his best friend, there is no one. That with the nations of the world growing more and more hostile toward the 'mutant threat' every day, his lifelong dream both holds fast and trembles. That in taking the children out to train on the mansion grounds, they h