I’ve got no words for how much I love this guy.

I like the picture above. His feet are absolutely filthy, there are fingerprints all over the jukebox and Leo is ignoring the whole thing. Ernie stepped away for just a moment but long enough for Owen to get up, scamper over and grab his beer and go back to the little couch.

That little guy with the dirty feet is still there inside Owen but he’s also become a wonderful man. I love you more than you can imagine, O.


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