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Chapter 111: Moby-Epilogue
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Thirty minutes later, the song of my tribe's footsteps clicking down the hall toward my room met my ears. Dax gave me a funny look, and I laughed. He was trying to decide whether to make a break for it or stay put and see what happened. Rachel led the pack. As soon as she stomped through the open door and caught sight of me-ignoring the looming man in our midst-her face went flat. "Jesus Christ, Cameron Pierce! What the hell happened to you?""Fucking A, Rachel. Have some tact!" Piper popped up. She was the oldest of the group-although, only by a couple of years. I envied her. Everything about her screamed perfection, but she was completely immune to it. "Would you two shut up? Check out the man candy. Who the hell is this, Cam?" Charlotte, better known to us as Charlie, was as lesbian as the day was long, but she appreciated the male form as much as the rest of us. All four girls turned to Dax, who stood at their acknowledgment."Dax Cooper," he said, introducing himself to
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The room was as masculine as Dax's but had more personal touches. I wondered why he kept pictures of him with his friends in a guest room and not his own, but men were strange creatures. I recognized him at much younger ages in almost all the photos and smiled at how carefree he seemed. At the end of the dresser sat a frame with what I assumed was him with Jeremy. They were crowd deep in a family cookout, and I recognized a little bitty Julie in Jeremy's arms. Her hair was just as unique then as it was now. When I opened the closet to toss my bag inside, the musty-or maybe stale-smell hit me like a wave of heat. Rollerblades and cleats lined the floor, a body board and skis stood in the corner, and a lifejacket hung on a hanger-alone. Instinctively, I reached up to touch the floatation device, overwhelmed by sadness. But before my fingers met the material, Dax's hand grabbed at my elbow and the bruises surrounding it, pulling it down with more force than necessary. "Don't touch it."
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Dax woke me the next morning, clearly having been up for some time. Breakfast was made and waiting for me on the table. "Once you're done eating, you need to get dressed so we can head into town for your appointment."Pulling the covers over my head, I wished the day away. But he just laughed and pulled them back, exposing me to the light and the dawning of reality. "Ugh, Dax, can't we do this another day?""No, baby, we can't. I know you aren't looking forward to it, but it's a necessary evil."An hour later, we were in his truck, driving down the interstate into downtown. The office building and parking garage were nondescript, and I silently followed Dax to the elevator and up to the third floor. His hand was warm in mine but felt like it kept me grounded, refusing to let me float away. I was barely cognizant of going through the motions checking in and taking a seat to wait. The gentle squeeze he offered was an attempt to reassure my racing heart and anxious mind. Hearing
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