Goose sat very still so he wouldn't spook Anna. It was actually very difficult for him to not laugh as he remembered how Conda had described what happened. The window would need to be replaced but that wasn't that big of a deal. His mind was jerked away from those mental images when she asked her question instead of answering his. It actually made him step back mentally for a minute.<br/><br/>"Uhhhhh, well, that's not an easy question to answer," he stalled as he scratched the back of his head. "Since I'm older than you, I can remember Mom a little better. What I remembered and what Dad started to tell us didn't match up. Right then, I stopped believing anything my dad said. When I was twelve, one of the priests made a pass at me and tried to grope me up. At that point, I started thinking real hard about what they were preaching versus what they were actually doing. They were just a smoother version of Dad, I realized so I stopped listening to them. I started to think for myself. I didn't know it at the time but I had a few rules in my mind that determined what course of action I would take. It's complicated, just like any moral system. I ask myself questions to determine if what I am doing is right, according to me. First, does it hurt me? Does it hurt anyone else? Does it prevent someone from hurting others I love or protect? Will a certain action prevent hurt today but allow hurt to continue in the future? Will a different action allow hurt today but prevent future hurt? Those are the basics of my morals. I know that what I'm doing to Dad is wrong. I'm still going to do it. I also know that I love you, much more than a brother loves a sister. That means that what we have done together is right in my mind. I've done bad things in my life, especially in the first year in juvie. We're not perfect. Mistakes happen. I saw the bedroom window and using what Conda told me, I don't think breaking the window was an accident. Honestly, I'm more amused by the whole situation. What worries me is that I should have stayed and talked with you. I knew that something was bothering you but I thought I could wait to find out. I'm sorry for making a wrong choice and leaving when I did. Will you forgive me?"