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"Yeah That Sheesh Joke gone horrendously wrong" I laugh, and it feels weird, like I haven’t laughed in days

Trey still holds a deadpan look "So, to confir an alien Antichrist baby frootti"

"Ah, no Correct, I y threw me off"

"I will deliver the news thusly"

I stare at him "Did he send you up here to askon the bed "I just read it in the worry lines on his forehead and figured I’d find out sooner rather than later, because I ondering too"

"You?" I say, incredulous "I am completely befuzzled by that Don’t you think I’d tell you if I nant?"

He shrugs and picks my cell phone up off the dresser "You don’t see with it, pushing things on the screen

I narrow ? Searching ?" I reach for the phone and he pulls it away "Hey!"

"Calry Bunnies"

"Oh" I struggle to sit up I can feel my hair is allthat?"

"Yes, really So what’s going on with you?" he says, his eyes on the ga extremely weird these days"

At his words, ain I let ainst the wall, and I close my eyes Like a rain cloud, all the dread, the helplessness, the fear, rush over ain, a waterfall of hurt, and I start to drown in it A sigh escapes hs ad it, Jules," Trey says "Cos on my ar out, a flood of theh the sobs:

I a into Dad

And, sos that aren’t there

• • •

He doesn’t freak out, thankfully But he’s seriously concerned

"What kind of things?"