“People don’t want to know.” He was quiet, so absolute in his agreeance. Doyle cast Larkin a sideways glance. “But I do.” Larkin put a hand over his mouth as one very big and very heartbroken sob tore through him, wracking his entire body like a leaf battling a hurricane. Huge hot tears spilled down his cheeks and he considered: Had anyone ever said that to him? Not his parents. Not Dr. Myers. Not Noah. None of them.
