... and I'm playing in the sand.
I'm getting close to catching up. I will say this-- this is a hard story to tell, and I put a lot of foreshadowing and unspoken messages in each comic. The bugs in the windows, the look someone gives... it's all intentional. You have to read between the lines to see inside the lines.
As much as there are funny moments in this comic overall, I get the sense of something fearful and a deeper sadness. It's clear with this outburst of Todd trying to discipline Rory, and the previous one mentioning the trauma in his own youth with his sister. The art depicts this well, too--cartoonish and made to look lighthearted, but filled with great emotional expressions, including harsher ones. Dealing with heavy issues to light comedic relief is with a switch of the next panel. That takes a lot of skill. Great work; I'm enjoying this so far, but I'm also treading on this very warily and with trepidation, lol.
January 28, 2003 was the coldest day of that year. It tore the Green family apart and only their 5-year-old son, Rory, survived. Now all that's left for Rory is his uncle— a young, best-selling author rather unequipped for concepts such as "raising a child."
From a world where colors are more than what’s in your eyes. It’s even in your last name!
THIS STORY IS NOT FOR CHILDREN. SENSITIVE THEMES ARE PORTRAYED AND DISCUSSED.
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