[Pleased that America has indulged him, Roland takes out his tablet and flips to the photo app. One of the first things he'd done upon his arrival, realizing there was no immediately obvious way to recharge his phone that Bracken had so kindly taken the trouble of fixing, was to save some of the photos that were important to him. He'd meticulously lined up his phone below the tablet camera and taken a picture of each picture - they aren't perfect quality, but they'd serve their sentimental purpose.
Roland shows America one of these images now; a posed photograph of him with his family. The Roland in the photo is easily thirty years older than the present one, though stress had aged him well beyond 50 years. He's accompanied by his wife, a grey-haired woman with a gentle smile, and a boy who could be the splitting image of his father if not for his pale skin and distinctly thin eyebrows. He gestures to the woman.]
My wife. Before we married, she was a politician outside of my party.
[Well, independent, but details. He's decides to spare America quite a few of those in an effort to be brief.]
Made ourselves sick trying to keep it quiet, at first. Then, when we decided to announce our engagement, I'd kept it a secret so long that I didn't know what to say.
[It was weird, in other words. He smirks. What a coincidence that the two of them managed to take controversial lovers.]
Guess what I'm trying to say now is that I know a thing or two about how you might be feeling. It'll work out.
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Date: 2018-08-06 12:58 am (UTC)Roland shows America one of these images now; a posed photograph of him with his family. The Roland in the photo is easily thirty years older than the present one, though stress had aged him well beyond 50 years. He's accompanied by his wife, a grey-haired woman with a gentle smile, and a boy who could be the splitting image of his father if not for his pale skin and distinctly thin eyebrows. He gestures to the woman.]
My wife. Before we married, she was a politician outside of my party.
[Well, independent, but details. He's decides to spare America quite a few of those in an effort to be brief.]
Made ourselves sick trying to keep it quiet, at first. Then, when we decided to announce our engagement, I'd kept it a secret so long that I didn't know what to say.
[It was weird, in other words. He smirks. What a coincidence that the two of them managed to take controversial lovers.]
Guess what I'm trying to say now is that I know a thing or two about how you might be feeling. It'll work out.