“Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done.” He sees the boys running through the woods. Sees himself and Ridge, as kids, running through the woods. “On Earth as it is…” But it was never just him and Ridge, was it? Jess was always there, and she was faster than his brother. “Can’t fuckin’ bear it, Lord,” he groans. His chest heaves, his breath stifled. Tears brim in his eyes. “Can’t fuckin’ do this again.” When he looks through the glass, the whiskey reflects the words upside down.
