I said the last with feeling. But damn, it was going to hurt. So you didn't feed it, Nathaniel said, softly. A white plastic bag rolled near the Dumpster, pushed by the wind.
He said the last with a bitter little twist of his mouth. Jason leaned in against my face. I didn't say that. They had a moment of simply staring at each other, and whatever they saw in each other's faces seemed to satisfy them both.
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