[Max gives him a hard look and he kind of desperately wants to do something, wants to fight or argue or something to make Bucky see the truth. But there's nothing he can do. Nothing that would help anyway, not right now. He heads towards the door, shoulders taut and tense. He pauses as he passes Bucky, just out of arm's reach.]
The accident I mentioned. There's a friend of mine back home, who never existed.
Re: Any Day for Bucky
The accident I mentioned. There's a friend of mine back home, who never existed.