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You’re amazing, you know that? You cooked up that hair-brained dinner scheme, defied your parents, lied to half of Avonlea, ran away from home… all so you could be alone with me. And now we’re alone, and I’m about to throw you out…

The answer is a secret third option, and that's Ray- Bonnies dad.

But between the two you listed it's a tie, both are pretty bad and ignored their children when something bad happened.

But Martin probably would be better if Calliope was still alive. I made an ask abt this on the Epithet Confessions page (idk if it was anonymous or not) but I said Martins only bad because he's still only playing the role of provider. While Calliope was the glue, keeping the family grounded on a stable surface.

Without the stability, the whole thing falls.

So without Calliope being the main foundation, Martins failed to rebuild that stability they had before her passing. So now the whole thing is just on an unstable dirt surface, instead of a concrete foundation like before. And he's just been stuck doing what he's doing (being the toymaker for the store) and he's in denial that everything is crumbling before him because Molly's making sure it doesn't fall.

Sleepover, Kharkiv, 2013 © Daniel King

Daniel King is an Australian fashion photographer based in New York. These images are from his body of work Ukraine Youth: Between Days published by Damiani in 2014.

The "Rise up, Ukraine!" demonstrations which had started in May were beginning  to shake the capital when Daniel King photographed a defining moment for the country and its emerging youth. The sudden and almost invisible awakening of adulthood in the adolescents he photographed coincided with a movement of underground rebellion within the city.  

Weeks were spent documenting the architecture of the city and the remains of the Communist era. He met teenagers in the streets and then encountered them by the lakes or for drinks in the public parks, all the while establishing bonds that would ultimately lead them to share a house.

Text by Christopher Niquet