“But there’s something else I’ve never had,” Simon added. “At least until now.” “What’s that?” “A brother.” The word felt right. Not someone you chose—someone the fates assigned you, someone who, under any other circumstances, might never have given you a second look, nor you him. Someone you would die for and kill for without a second thought, because he was family. Judging from George’s radiant smile, the word sounded right to him, too. “Are we going to have to hug now or something?” George said. “I think that may be inescapable.”