The challenge word this week is Fort (fortress here) and their is tension between the brothers.
"Dean, don't do this please! We need to talk about this."
The younger man's voice betrayed his desperation as did his dejected posture but his brother remained untouched by the plea. His glanced up from the blade he was cleaning.
His mouth was a tight line, his green-gold eyes sparking with emotion yet he said nothing, offered not word in response. The fortress defenses he had spent so many years creating walling out even his Sammy.
"I'm sorry...You have to believe me."
Sam's voice cracked with the guilt that threatened to engulf him.
'Never meant to hurt you."
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