Lorenz felt the heat rising within him and the air felt close. Instinctively he reached up and grabbed the forearm of the hand holding his neck. “"Cause ah cain"t ever be what y"all are. Ah ain"t never goin" to be as tall, or as big, or as strong.”
MacDonald shook his head. “Aye, and what has that to do with it? Ye twill grow taller, though nay as tall, and ye twill put on some weight, though nay as much, but there are many things that I can teach ye about fighting and putting extra power into yere frame. None of that, however, has anything to do with the man that ye twill be.”
“Yeah, and y"all are going to let someone like me call y"all paw.” Derision laced his voice and covered his face.
The smile left MacDonald"s face. “Ye may call me fither, as that tis my way, or ye may call me Pap
