Things Slip Through
“So ya knew. Been waitin for me to come back, an it didn’t matter when I did. You woulda always been here . . . right?”
“I am Outside Time. I have always been here and will always be here, and you will always be here, at this moment, also.”
An icy fist squeezes Jesse’s heart.
All this time.
Studying whatever scrap of myth he could find, absorbing what little he understood. All the preparation, the waiting, when he thought he’d been sacrificing so much: love, success, happiness, his life, his reputation, everyone in town thinking he was just a crazy drunk . . .
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