“He’s not…” I don’t know how to ask the question. It won’t seem to pass over the lump in my throat. Tessa looks at me, and her eyes begin to fill with tears. “He’s alive, of course, but…” “What? He’s what?” “She says he was burned.” A slight and unwelcome pain tries to seep through the cracks in my defenses. Cracks that she caused in the first place. She wipes one eye with the back of her hand. “Only on one leg. Kim said one leg, and that he’s to be arrested as soon as he is released from the hospital, which should be soon, any minute, really.” “Arrested for what?” I know the answer before she
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HARDIN IS AN ADULT WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH EVERYONE
