“All this time, we thought you were gone,” he rasped. “We’ve spent many Friday nights at your grave, mourning you, and you were alive this whole time.” I stared at him gravely. “I was,” I confirmed. “But my wife and daughter’s lives trump your feelings any day.” He stared for a moment. “As they should.” Then, for a few long seconds, we stood in awkward silence as the men around me stared at my bruised and bleeding face. Then, with a suddenness that surprised me, Sebastian was in my face and taking me into a bear hug that surprised me. “Fuck, I’ve wanted to do that for a really long time now,”
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