“E-fa,” he whispered back, and then shyly clambered back to the safety of his big brother’s arms. “O-ee.” Wrapping his small arm around Joey’s neck, he snuggled closer, and buried his face in the curve of his brother’s neck. “O-ee.” “You’re grand, I promise,” Joey mumbled, eyes still closed, as he tightened his arm around the little guy, and my heart squeezed tight at the sight. “Just close your eyes, Seany-boo.” “O-ee, poos.” Those two words had Joey practically vaulting off the bed, with his baby brother tucked under his arm. “Fuck my life,” he muttered, stalking over to his door and
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