"God, I'm almost too handsome," he whispered, the way he used to do for his brother’s benefit as he got ready for high school in the morning. It had annoyed Justin, and as his brother, it was Jonah’s duty to do it regularly. Humble too. Jonah smiled, hearing in his head what had always been the exchange between the brothers. A private joke. Jonah turned his face, looking at his profile from both sides, re-learning himself maybe. The thing he’d refused to do all of these years. Instead he’d used strangers’ long-ago reactions as his mirror, as the thing that spoke of his worth. Or more
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