Did I look different? My skin had a light tan, now. I’d spent more time outdoors in the past few weeks.
Taylor’s descent to the dark side, also known as “the ancient demonic realm of outdoors”, is beginning to show physically.
In the week and a half I’d spent in the shelter, I hadn’t exactly had books or TV, so I’d walked during the day, making my way across the city to check on the loft and to see the state of my dad’s house. I’d walked at night, too, when I’d been unable to sleep, but people hardly tanned doing that.
I wouldn’t know. What’s “the day”?
Also, good to hear Taylor’s taken the time to check on her old home. How is it doing? And more importantly, how is Danny doing (when he’s not busy being Coil in Taylor’s nightmares)?
I couldn’t pin down exactly how or why, but the definition in my face and body had changed. It was possible I’d had a growth spurt.
Perhaps. On top of that, you’ve gotten a lot of exercise.
Some of it was perhaps the tan giving more accent to the features of my body or face. Maybe it was that I’d been eating a pretty lean diet when I was staying at the shelter, coupled with the fact that I’d been so active over the past two months. I hadn’t spent six hours every day sitting around in school, I’d been in fights, I’d been running, and I’d ridden the dogs.
Yep.
I had some muscle definition in my arms, now, and I thought maybe I was standing straighter.
That one might be more mental than anything. This whole adventure has really boosted Taylor’s self-confidence.
Or maybe it was all those minor things helped by the simple fact that I was dressing differently, that my hair hadn’t been cut in a while, and that I wasn’t wearing my glasses.
That too.
Our little Taylor is growing up, guys.
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