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"What’s wrong?" I ask

Finn tries several ti, but only his hands are successful at it Eventually, hehad happened to you?"

"Why would soht Where have you been? I thought -- !"

Slowly it dawns on me He’d seen me before I left for confession andafter

"I’htily around the roo because he was fretting over ," I offer

He snaps, "Of course it does! I cleaned the whole bloody thing! I didn’t even kno long it would be, if you died, before I knew Who’d tell ot away froe even more I’ve never seen him in such a state He’s like elding off a fared about, a furious silent stor the backs of chairs and staring at the ceiling, until Muot away," Finn says finally

"I can say I’ood at all is what it will do!"

"Then what is it you want from me?" The truth is that I did feel bad before, but now o back and undo the past

Finn leans on the back of my father’s armchair, his knuckles white around the top of it

"I can’t bear it," he says, and I suddenly see Gabe in hi ill happen"

I creep around to the armchair and crouch in front of it I fold my arms on the seat and peer up at his face I’, if it’s the worry that’s taking the age fro at Sean Kendrick’s face I say, "It’s al will happen to ht?"

Finn’s face is bleak and terrible, and I don’t think he believes it

I add, "Puffin ca half her tail You don’t have a tail to spare"

"Dove does And that expensive food rows back fast"

I’m not sure if he’s cos his ainst the opposite wall It rely of my childhood, when he and I used to share a room with Gabe, before my father built another rooht is off, we’re quiet for several long ive you?"

"Two Hail Marys and a Columba"

"Jesus," says Finn in the dark "You orse than that"

"I tried to tell hio tomorrow Did you already say them?"

"Of course It was only two Hail Marys and a Columba"

Finn rustles in the darkness

"Do you still talk in your sleep?" I ask

"Hoould I know?"

"I’ain, punching his pillow "This isn’t for always Just until after"

"Okay," I say Out the , I can see the shape of the ainst ht carefully in my head, because I want to consider it so But instead, as I wait for sleep, I findAbout how he didn’t kno long it would be before he kneould tell him I realize then that I can’t remember how it is that we found out that our parents were dead I just reether, a very rare occasion indeed, and then I re they were dead Not only can I not see the face of who told us, I can’t even rehtly closed, trying to bring the moment back to focus, but all I can call up is Sean’s face and the sensation of the ground rushing by beneath Corr