Literature
No One Can Replace You
They sat quietly in the living room, with the fire glowing nearby, before Once-Ler decided to speak up again. Clearing his throat, he brought up the urge to ask the question he had been meaning to ask yet was afraid to, in case hurting the boy. But since they had just spoken about their family members, never mind had often done so in the past year-and-a-half, he figured that it was as good as any time to ask. "Ted," he said, catching the boy's attention, "Your father
did you ever
know him? I mean, did he ever come back to uh
teach you things? If you don't mind me asking, of course."
Ted stared at him in silence, but his eye