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“What about me?” he whispered, as a lone tear trickled down his cheek. “Who’ll keep me safe?” “I will, silly,” I replied, releasing his hand so that I could give him a hug. “I’ll keep you safe, Gerard.”
“I can’t lose another person I love.” “You love me?” He nodded sadly, as another tear trickled down his check. “I love you most of all.”
Claire Biggs had a lot of things. My back. My attention. My heart. My soul. Yeah, she had all of me and that wasn’t an exaggeration.
“Morning, stud,” Gerard poked the bear by taunting, as he wiggled his fingers in salutation. “Any chance of some breakfast in bed for your favorite brother-in-law?” And there it was. His mask. The divide that separated the sensitive boy I adored from the humorous one all our other friends enjoyed. It slipped effortlessly into place. Gibsie belonged to the rest of the world. Gerard belonged just
“There’s a word for this,” I grumbled, while complying with her request by rolling onto my side and assuming the little spoon position. “I heard Johnny say it before. He called it emasculation.”
Ignoring Johnny’s words of warning, Joey looked to me and repeated, “Who are we fighting, Gussie?”
but there was no smoke without fire,
“I never know where I stand with you.” “In front,” came his quick response. “On top. Number one. Fucking always, Claire.”
“I killed Gerard with my hymen, Daddy!”
