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He grinned. “I pay attention to a lot of things about you, Percy Fraser.”
“I’m serious. Boys are for fun. Lots of fun. But don’t let one stand in the way of your greatness.”
“It’s a lot having you here. It kind of feels like I’ve been punched in the heart.”
“I think you’re pretty great, too,” he whispered. “You have no idea how much.”
“I loved you,” he whispers. “I know,” I say. Hurt eyes move across my face. “You broke my heart.” “I know that, too.”
There will be dozens of guests—all the people who loved Sue, including my parents, and some who didn’t get the chance to but would have, like Chantal. And there will be a flash of red hair. Because one of the hardest things I did over the last year was apologize to Delilah.
And later tonight, when everyone has left and it’s just Sam and me in our pj’s in the basement, there will be popcorn and a movie playing in the background and a ring in an old wooden box with my initials carved on top. It will be made from twisted threads of embroidery floss that match the faded bracelet on my wrist. And I will get down on one knee and ask Sam Florek to be with me. To be my family. Forever.