[Her shoulder keeps brushing his, and all he wants to do is turn around, grab her arm and just run somewhere else. He wants to go to the river and find a river, build a raft and float away with her. Anything to stop her finding out, anything to change what they're about to tell her.
They were supposed to fix it before she ever needed to know, but they're just kids. They're so used to lying, but that doesn't mean they do it well.
He doesn't say anything on the walk over. Part of him wants to fill the silence, but he just lets it grow between them. It feels like they're on opposite sides of a canyon, but every time her shoulder brushes his, she feels a little closer.
And at the door, when she knocks, he stretches his hand to close around hers and squeeze. Just a little, just for a moment. His hand is back at his side by the time the door opens.]
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They were supposed to fix it before she ever needed to know, but they're just kids. They're so used to lying, but that doesn't mean they do it well.
He doesn't say anything on the walk over. Part of him wants to fill the silence, but he just lets it grow between them. It feels like they're on opposite sides of a canyon, but every time her shoulder brushes his, she feels a little closer.
And at the door, when she knocks, he stretches his hand to close around hers and squeeze. Just a little, just for a moment. His hand is back at his side by the time the door opens.]