I reach down and take Ran's and Muse's hands again and the boys take that as a cue, walking me back toward the bus as I explain the rest of the my shitty evening in as much detail as I can. He saw me on my way to the store and … he threw my pass in a locked postal box.” “He was here for the concert, in town for that stupid lawyer thing that Vanessa's dad was going to. “Kevin,” I say and the boys exchange looks. “On the sidewalk, doll baby?” Ran asks, searching me carefully. And as long as we're alive, that means we all get second and third and fourth chances to get it fucking right. I just want to crawl into the Bat Cave with them and feel their warmth against me, inside of me, listen to the sound of their breathing and know that despite their pain, they're alive. “I've been here the whole time,” I say with a sniffle, not even really caring how and why I got back to these boys or what happened to lead up to this point.
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