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String Boys String Boys by Amy Lane
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“No, Kelly, not anymore. Now I’m a PI for a law firm. But I’m glad to see you doing well. Can we come in?” “Yes,” Seth said unexpectedly from Kelly’s elbow. He extended his hand. “Nice to meet you, Mr. Rivers. Kelly, go get my dad and your mom, okay?” Kelly glared at him. “What in the hell—”
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“Breathing was easier, and he felt the stiffness on his ribs, which meant they’d been taped.”
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“But maybe cotton candy dreams show a person where the bones of real dreams may lie. Maybe if they had steel in their hearts and spines, they could build a skyscraper out of dreams and put that steel in the girders and the clear glass of vision in the windows, and the bedrock of their faith in the foundation.”
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“I’ll be on the couch, bleeding through a number two pencil.”
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“Well, maybe just for now. I… I’ll be honest. A young guy—Rivers—kept coming by, talking about how he’d make sure the guy who took out Castor got a fair hearing. I was….” His father shrugged. “I was thinking about it, Seth. I hate that you’re… you’re afraid while you’re here.”
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“Officer Rivers,” Dad said, his face stony. “You bothered to follow up?” The officer had super-fair skin, pitted a little from old acne, and it turned rosy in embarrassment. “My partner’s a dick,”
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“The song of their love was like Seth’s music. It would forever make the angels cry.”
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“Like she could be pleasant and kind on command, but like she saved her deeper involvement for her own family. “Yeah,” Seth said, giving Xavier to Kelly reluctantly.”
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“Someday, he thought as he went under, he really would sleep forever. Waking up was just too damned much trouble. Without Kelly, everything was. When Your Head is in the Stars, You’re Everywhere “KELLY, HE’S crying.”
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“You’re….” He bit his lip then, and a look of sorrow crossed his face. “What?” But Kelly knew. His mother never said it, but the portrait was still up in the living room. “You look more like your dad every day.”
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“For Kelly #6, his latest, that Seth had recorded with an entire orchestra behind him—and apparently, had sold and was touring to promote, for money, because Seth kept sending that too.”
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“I said you were a perfect chord. You were so beautiful you made light and sound better. Looking at you, I heard the best music, the kind not even angels can play.” Kelly let out what sounded to be a half-broken laugh.”
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“People don’t get a thanks from the universe for not being rapists. It’s, like, the lowest bar for being a decent person is stopping when someone says no.”
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“I miss you,” he gasped into Kelly’s chest. “Oh God. I miss you so much.” Kelly moaned—not a sexy moan, a sad one—and they were both crying, kissing, tasting salt and sex on each other’s skin as the final, more painful crest hit them both.”
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“Yeah, well, the one thing I’ve learned this past year? It’s that worry means love.”
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“But maybe cotton candy dreams show a person where the bones of real dreams may lie. Maybe”
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“Dad lied to the policeman who came to my room—and he was the nice one. But he got shot, and this other guy is all hard and shit, and he comes pounding on my dad’s door and starts yelling at him to get with the program!” “What’s the program?”
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“The officer had super-fair skin, pitted a little from old acne, and it turned rosy in embarrassment. “My partner’s a dick,”
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“Young, he was young and pretty hot, when it came to that. Blond, green-eyed, and out of uniform.”
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“Seth. So brave. Who would have guessed he only came to Earth to be a superhero? “He is a good boy,” Officer Rivers agreed.”
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“And….” Oh! Kelly’s boy was crying. Crying so hard he couldn’t breathe. Crying so hard he could barely talk! Kelly’s arms were sprained at the shoulders, because two guys had held them behind him and he’d struggled, oh, he’d struggled so fucking hard. Carefully he raised his hand to cup Seth’s cheek and saw the bruises, then felt his stomach go cold. “Seth? Seth… mijo. What did you do?”
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“Until this moment he’d never realized that Seth did that because being here on planet Earth hurt. Oh Seth. All those times you were so dreamy—except when you were playing music. Or with me. Did the world hurt so very much?”
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“He could play for a million people who would all walk away thinking, ‘That’s the sound of God crying,’ and it would make their hearts better.” He didn’t realize he was so close to crying until his voice cracked.”
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“On the other hand, touching Seth’s body was like the holiest part of church that no priest ever talked about. Making him shiver and make his noises and gasp and moan and come?”
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“I wanna see it all. I wanna see bears and deer and elk and birds and eagles and hawks and fish. I wanna see a hawk catch a fish while dive-bombing a deer. I wanna feed one of my little sisters to something bigger’n me. It’s gonna be like frickin’ Christmas, and I want you to be there.”
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“Mr. Pantalone was rubbing the back of his neck like he was in pain. “It’s like herding fish,” he mumbled. “You want them to go one way, and then you’re riding a mooncalf in the river.”
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“Time was sanding your hopes and dreams smooth so they’d fit into the shape of the world, even as you saw them, beautiful, with bright and shiny edges, still in your mind.”
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