audrarose

I love this. It's so... wistful, I guess is what I'm looking for. For Don, I think, can't decide whether to feel sorry for himself and his parents for missing out on that sense of wonder in Charlie, or for Charlie for never having had it. By the end, though, it looks like he feels worse for Charlie.

“You know,” Don said, his expression distant, “I think at that minute, she would have given just about anything in the world to open that acorn and find a gnome inside for you.”

Judging by the look on his face, maybe Don would have, too.

Charlie looked away, down at the ground. It seemed like he was always finding out the price everyone paid for the gift he’d been given was higher than he knew. He wished that at the time he’d known enough to pretend.

That just made me want to hug both of them.

*sniffle*

You know, if you ever do get around to the smut, it's going to be a beautiful thing. :)

Kisses...