“And I missed you this week,” Mac interrupted. “I missed you so much, and I’m crazy about you, and I wish…. But I’m not gay, so I don’t get it. Why do I feel like this?” Mac sounded so genuinely confused. Jez had a lump the size of a fist in his throat. “What do you wish?” he whispered. His heart surged like a bird fluttering its wings against the cage of his ribs.
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