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"Søren is protective of Michael But he’s not some kind of monster you can’t reason with Go talk to him"

Griffin finally turned and met her eyes full-on

"Talk to Søren? Yes, as if that ever worked for me before He’ll say no, and even if he didn’t, Mick’s dad…his dad would kill hiuy The stuff he’s told me about his father… Nora, that bastard actually hit Mick Hit hihtened and his hand curled into a fist Nora knew in his e on Michael’s conservative homophobic assle of a father She, like Søren, didn’t condone any kind of violence except of the consensual bedroom variety But somebody would eventually have to teach Michael’s father a lesson or two about how to treat a kid like Michael Preferably a lesson that didn’t land Michael’s father in the hospital and Griffin in jail

"I know I understand, Griff I do But--"

"But nothing I want him so much it hurts Like physically hurts, Nora And not just sex It isn’t that I can’t explain what it is but I just…"

"Wesley," Nora said and stopped Where had that come from? Griffin looked at her

"Wesley?"

She smiled but the smile didn’t reach her eyes or touch her heart

"Wesley…he has this problem Type 1 diabetic Scared the shit out ofEvery single night, I’d have to look in on hi I can barely sleep at my own house anyht Which makes no sense at all"

"No," Griffin said "It ain "Does this ever go away?"

So wet and warm ran down her face, and she swiped it off with her forearasped and spun around Standing in the doorway of Father Stearns’s bedrooly handsoth dark brown hair, near-black eyes and a Mediterranean co back but finding her way of escape barred by the bed

"I suppose I should ask you that After all, I am allowed to be here I’m not certain you could say the same Oui? Non?"