tamaracorine
But tonight, we dance.
"And your way of fixing this is by pointing out that she's smart and I'm not?" Matt asked, his eyes resting on his father. "I know I'm dumb. I don't need to be reminded that I can't read properly. I don't need to be told that my only real skills are athletic."
"Matt..." Simon said slowly, "I don't think you're unintelligent. Please just..." He sighed with frustration. "Stop making this hard."
"Matt..." Simon said slowly, "I don't think you're unintelligent. Please just..." He sighed with frustration. "Stop making this hard."