Just catching up with my flist after the ATPo Tahoe Meet, and it was wonderful to find this waiting. I love the way you write Connor; I think you capture his ambivalence towards both his fathers, and his confusion about the world he finds himself in, beautifully. I liked the final one, the image of him reciting Holtz's prayer in Latin, but not understanding the words is so much the way he reacts to this new place.