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MarcellusThe laptop screen glowed in the dim light of the guest room.I had been staring at the same page for twenty minutes. Flight options. Seat selections. The endless logistics of moving two teenagers across the country. Colette wanted a window seat. Jude wanted an aisle. They had been arguing about it for days. They texted me from their mother's house and treated me like a referee instead of a father.I selected two seats. Aisle and window. They could fight over who got which when they got to the airport.The date was set. Next Saturday. They would arrive in the afternoon. And everything would change.The door creaked open and Clarissa walked in wearing one of my old button downs. The navy one. The one she had stolen months ago and never given back. Her hair was loose and still slightly damp from a shower. She smelled like coconut and something floral. The same lotion she had used since I met her."Still working?" she asked."Booking the kids' flights."She walked around the bed
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BonnieMy mother's back was killing her.She had spent the entire day at work hunched over spreadsheets. By the time she walked through the front door she could barely stand up straight. I watched her shuffle to the couch and lower herself onto the cushions with a groan then as she pressed her palm against the small of her spine."I am sorry baby," she said and her eyes were already closing. "I do not think I can make dinner tonight.""It is fine Mom. I will handle it.""You do not have to.""I want to."She smiled and thanked me. Then turned on the TV and let the evening news wash over her. The anchors' voices became a low murmur in the background asI went to the kitchen.Good heavens!Marcellus was already there.He leaned against the counter with his arms crossed. He watched me with those dark eyes that always seemed to know exactly what I was thinking. "What are you making?" he asked."Pasta. Something easy.""Need help?""No."I moved around him and pulled a pot from the cabinet
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58BonnieI asked Marcellus to drive me to the park.It was a stupid decision. The kind of decision that came from not thinking. From just opening my mouth and letting words fall out before my brain could catch them. My car was in the shop. Something with the alternator. I did not really understand it. And my mother had already left for work. Marcellus was the only other person in the house with a license and a set of keys."Where?" he asked and he did not look up from his phone."The park. By the old clock tower. Bianca is waiting for me."He looked at me then. Those dark eyes that always seemed to be calculating something. Measuring the distance between what I said and what I meant."I will grab my keys."The drive was quiet.Not the comfortable kind of quiet. The tense kind. The kind that buzzed in the air between us like a live wire. I stared out the window and watched houses blur past and kept my hands folded in my lap so he would not see them shaking.He had not asked about the
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LucianI had been staring at my phone for twenty minutes.The message was typed out and then deleted. Typed again and then deleted again. My thumbs were hovering over the keyboard like they were afraid of the letters. It was just a dinner invitation. Not a marriage proposal. Not a confession of undying love. Just my mother asking me to bring Bonnie over on Sunday.But it felt like more.Because bringing someone home to meet your mother was not nothing. It was the opposite of nothing. It was the kind of thing you did when you wanted someone to be part of your life. Really part of it. Not just the fun parts like the roller rinks and the almost kisses and the late night texts. The real parts. The messy parts. The parts where your mother asked too many questions and served too much food and looked at you across the table like she was trying to figure out if you were happy.I was happy with Bonnie.But happiness was complicated when the girl you were falling for had shadows under her eyes
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MarcellusBonnie was shaking. Not the kind of shaking that came from cold. The kind that came from shock and from adrenaline and from the body's desperate attempt to process something the mind could not accept. She sat on the bathroom floor with her knees pulled to her chest and her arms wrapped around them and her eyes were wide and fixed on nothing.I could tell she was having a panic attack.I had been holding her for what felt like hours. The sirens had stopped. The shouting outside had faded. But she had not moved. She had not spoken. She had not done anything except breathe in short shallow gasps that sounded like they hurt."Bonnie." I kept my voice low and soft. The way you would talk to a frightened animal. "Can you look at me?"She did not.I touched her chin gently and turned her face toward mine. Her eyes were glassy and unfocused. She looked like she was looking through me instead of at me."You are safe," I said. "The police are here. No one is getting in the house. You
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BonnieThe bathroom door locked behind me with a click that echoed off the tiles.I leaned against it and pressed my back to the wood then tried to remember how to breathe. My chest was tight. My throat was tight. Everything was tight like someone had wrapped a wire around my ribs and was pulling and pulling and pulling.The drive home had been a blur of streetlights and silence. Marcellus asked his questions. The way he said Lucian's name like it was an accusation. The way he looked at my hands. At the rust still clinging to my palms. Like he was cataloging evidence for a trial I did not know I was part of.I pushed off from the door and walked to the sink then turned on the faucet and watched the water run. Hot and steaming till It fogged up the mirror.My reflection stared back at me.My hair was a mess. Shirt untucked. Dark circles under my eyes that makeup could not hide. I looked like someone who had been running for days and had just now stopped.I scrubbed my hands. The rust c
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