Larry's povI blinked, trying to process that, “Like… kids?”“Yes.”I opened my mouth slightly, then closed it again, because that felt like a very personal thing to suddenly be discussing, but before I could decide how to respond, he glanced at me in a way that made something in my chest tighten for reasons I could not explain.He looks away again quickly, “It’s not just kids,” he adds, almost as if correcting himself, “it’s everything that comes with it.”I nod slowly, because I don’t know what else to do with that.“You don’t want it,” I say quietly.He doesn’t answer.Which is an answer in itself.The silence that follows feels heavier than before, and I try to ease it by shifting slightly, “If you’re stressed, I mean… I don’t know, you could just… I don’t know, talk, or something. Or even bully me again if that helps, I’m pretty used to it at this point.”That actually gets a small sound from him, something that is almost a laugh, “You’re ridiculous,” he says.“I’m serious,” I ins
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