Both Jason and his mom were fair skinned types, bright blonde and blue eyed, the kind of beauty that both time and the sun love to fade fast. His Laotian father, on the other hand, looked like he might still be closer to Jason’s age, instead of nearing sixty. He was a wiry man, with a sinewy strength, which remained clear by the way threw equipment in and out of the back of his truck.
Jason and Sam
