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“A, really, what you can do with a number zero,” Mom said She was a damn witch

He was about to show her what else could be done with a nuedDMT trip flashbacks on top of an uncomfortable self-discovery experience and just wanted his Grand Master, when Cal cut in

“Come on, Zeke What do you need to be happy?”

“Jesus Christ We were just stacked actors,” he said “You know, imposters”

“Is that a song title?”

Hell Yes Foo Fighters to the rescue “What if it is?”

Could he sound anymore like the twelve-year-old Cal, only two years older, had to bail out for a badly executed piece of shoplifting? He’d tried to s, with the heart and crown between two hands, for Rory, and been caught by the jeweler They never caught him for the friendship bracelet with its little silver flower Rory had worn it until the leather strap broke

“For fuck’s sake, Zeke,” said Cal

No, he could not Why was he still clinging to excuses? “What if she doesn’t want ht as well double down on the humiliation with the truth

“What if she’s waited her whole life to know she does and then you reject her, you moron?”

“I’ her, I’m just—” Okay, it would definitely feel that way to Rory He’d as good as rejected her on the beach when she’d taken the trouble to come for him Oh fuck He yanked at his hair to try to wake up his brain “She won’t answer my calls”

“Sirl,” said Mom

“Did she come hos”

“She’s back Last night You knohere she is,” said Cal

Ah Penny drop The only thing you needed to have courage was fear and he had that in container loads “Much as I love you both Get out I a of feet”