“Are you going to tell him?”

Alexander looked up and saw John staring down at him from where he sat, a pensive look on his face.

“I don’t know,” Alexander sighed and rested his chin in his hands. “I mean, I should tell him, but I’m not sure what will happen – how he’ll react to the news. It will definitely be a shocker,” he finished dryly.

“I’m sure he’ll take it well,” John said, patting his friend’s shoulder in comfort. “You know how much the kid looks up to you.”

At this Alexander shot up and looked rather…scared. "And that’s what frightens me, John. What I’m going to – at least I hope so – tell him will change everything he knows. For all he knows, his father’s dead, been dead for twenty years. He’ll probably think the news is a just a sick, cosmic joke for his psyche. Now knowing that his father is in fact, alive and well, and not just that – but someone he knows, someone he trusts – is going to wreak some serious havoc. "