ATHOR'S NOTES below....
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December 1990
His father slid into the driver's seat with a satisfied sigh. The outside air still clung to him, smelling of kerosene, frost and ashes.
"Anything happen?" he asked, looking over his shoulder as he keyed the ignition.
Dean just shook his head and eased his finger out of the trigger guard, his hands stiff. The cold snuck up on you sometimes, in the stillness, sitting for hours with nothing to do but watch your brother sleep.
"Okay," his father said. "Okay, that's good."
His breath made small white puffs in the air when he spoke, but Dean didn't think he noticed.
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AN
Okay, so I've not been posting anything but the drabbles themselves lately, because (yes, I know this is slightly, okay very, insane) author's notes looked disruptive on the page. But now, I HAVE TO say something, so I thought I might as well say it all. Get ready for some verbal diarrhea:
First of all, as you've noticed, this is not a new drabble. The new one is actually in the chapter for 1988. I just think that both this one and that one are much better placed like this, both in terms of the boys age and how the drabbles function together. Of course, I only realized that tonight and then I couldn't sleep until I fixed it. So head on over to 1988, and so very sorry for the fxxx up...
Speaking of which: Yup, It's a half hour past midnight in my time zone, so.... I'm late. Won't happen again. Promise. Sorry. *Hangs head in shame*
Secondly, I don't post it every chapter, but I still owe a debt of gratitude to Elesem and CalUK, who looked over some of the worst trouble makers here for me. Not everything got the benefit of a second opinion, though, so as a rule of thumb, blame me entirely for the lame ones and assume the good ones are at least partly under the influence ;)
Thirdly, Please don't assume I hate John. He's my favorite character... I just don't have a very high opinion of him sometimes... :) And, parents, teachers, siblings out there, let me know if I screw up with the characterization of the boys as children. I don't have children, I'm never around them and basically have no idea what I'm talking about. So yeah, a little nervous, here....
Last, but not least by a long shot, Thank. You. So. Much! For all your reviews. I can't tell you how much your comments mean to me. But hey, if you're posting at all, I probably don't have to, huh? Just know that I'm reading your kind words with the biggest possible grin on my face.
Okay, phew.... that's off my chest. I'll just let the drabbles do the talking from now on, then. Thanks for reading....
*Crawls back under rock.*