“No, it doesn’t have to be if we didn’t exist, Frankie. You know, right? The big thing was that we made the poster. If we hadn’t made the poster, he would still be alive.” “Yes,” I admitted. “I know. But, it’s not just us. If his sister hadn’t gotten hurt. If she’d recovered. If those idiots hadn’t lied about being abducted by Satan worshippers. If the news hadn’t talked about it.” “I know. I don’t think we have to take all the blame. But we have to take some of it. We really do.” “I’ll take it,” I said. “But that’s as far as I can go with it. I’ll accept it, but I can’t change it.”
