One year ago, I wrote Family Matters to Rix’s prompt (What about the kid no-one wants to Mentor?), for the “The Norm” Giraffe Call.
This story follows after that
Reegan knew what was going on, even if his Mother either couldn’t see it or wouldn’t admit it. And he knew that he was never going to get a Mentor where his mother had been.
He went back to Connell, Sharp-Hands-Flying, the second one to turn his mother down – and if that had happened more often in the past, Reegan wouldn’t have to go through this. But that was in the past, and not the problem right now.
“I’m not going to ask. You already said no, and I get that. I can guess why, too.”
The older man had the grace to look embarrassed. “Sorry, kid, it’s just…”
“Yeah, I know. But look, I do have a favor to ask.”
He was banking on Connell being uncomfortable enough that a favor would seem like an easy way out, and he wasn’t disappointed. “I can probably do that. What sort of favor?”
“I’ve been talking to people online…” He waited for the requisite glare. “And there’s a small circle of, ah, like-minded people over in Carter. But I can’t drive yet, and that’s a long walk, even for me.”
“It’s a long walk for the Flash, kid, and you’re not that quick.”
“The Flash is fictional. But…”
“You didn’t ask me just for the car, or you would have asked Janus or one of the others. So you’re asking me because you want back-up if this goes south.”
Reegan swallowed. “Yeah…?”
“You’re not quite as good at this as your mom yet, kid. Give it time.”
“That’s not… I don’t…”
Connell patted his shoulder. “Yes, I’ll take you to Carter. Got an address? The Smokey Cafe, maybe?”
“…yeah?” He was quickly losing control of the situation. “You know of it?”
“Well, at least you’ve got a good chance of them being decent people. Come on, jump in. Might as well go before your mom notices.”
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