It had taken a lot of heartache, mistrust, and accusation. Abandonment, death, and sacrifice. But James Ellison, now realized what he should have realized all along.
They weren't baby blue. No, his thoughts ran to deep and rich for that.
They weren't ice blue. The only thing cold about him, were his feet.
Yes, they were true blue.
The color of Blair's eyes.
As they shone from his upturned face.
True like his heart.