Stellos 第一章:父亲们是真正的英雄(9)
As I contemplated this theological argument of gods amongst men I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked over and behind me was a big burly man with wide shoulders, a scruffy beard, and mustache. He had orangish red hair and a sharp scar that ran down his forehead. He was in military uniform and his shining medals acted as a contradiction to the bleak situation at hand. To some he was known as a frightening astronaut known as “Redbear” but to me he was simply known as uncle Barlow. Usually he was very wide eyed and cheery. He was a man with a voice that bellowed among the heavens and a heart big enough to love everyone. Uncle Barlow was my father’s best friend. The two of them were inseparable like time and space as my father would say. Uncle Barlow usually had a big old grin on his face that brightened the darkest of days. But not even light can escape a black hole and this day was no exception. It was like it was all just sucked out of him and there was nothing left but a solemn and grim expression.