"When my mother is just being herself there is usually trouble involved," she says as she sets her glass down and takes the phone in both hands. Opening it as she saw Jax do, she discovers that one side -- the one he held against his ear -- is sleek and more or less flat. She rubs the pad of her thumb over the other side, feeling the texture of... buttons with symbols she cannot read. She dares not ask exactly how it works, no matter how much she would love to know.
Perhaps if she finds Willy Silver again he will be familiar with this. He and Jax do not dress so very differently.
"You have my thanks," she offers when she hands it back.
Contrary to what he seems to believe, she thinks she could break it easily.
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"When my mother is just being herself there is usually trouble involved," she says as she sets her glass down and takes the phone in both hands. Opening it as she saw Jax do, she discovers that one side -- the one he held against his ear -- is sleek and more or less flat. She rubs the pad of her thumb over the other side, feeling the texture of... buttons with symbols she cannot read. She dares not ask exactly how it works, no matter how much she would love to know.
Perhaps if she finds Willy Silver again he will be familiar with this. He and Jax do not dress so very differently.
"You have my thanks," she offers when she hands it back.
Contrary to what he seems to believe, she thinks she could break it easily.