Every Breath After: Part One (Lost Boys, #3)

by Jessie Walker

Everything is ceremony in the wild garden of childhood. —Pablo Neruda

Panic attack, he called it. But⁠— “I wasn’t…scared.” But I was, wasn’t I? Scared of losing the brother I only just found out about. A brother who needs me… “It’s not always about that,” Jeremy says. “Sometimes it’s about nothing at all, and sometimes it’s about everything.”

Chronic anxiety is enough of a prison. I’ll never fully break out if I just surrender to it.”

In the face of pain there are no heroes. —George Orwell

“She’s the love of my life.” Yeah, well, you’re mine, Mason. So fuck us both I guess.