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Way turned to see Patrick, who looked like he’d just boxed with the devil.
The words might as well have been a spear headed straight for Waylon’s heart.
was also a cry for Marley herself. A violent wish to be seen, to be granted a voice of her own.
his mother had started to lose shavings of herself across the plane of her life.
Anytime Baylor took even the smallest step to lessen the divide between him and his brother, Waylon ran to greet him.
