Sharing it seemed to make it less, or make it more bearable. I felt what you were feeling. He turned and looked at me. Nothing had changed, so what had woken me?I lay there, straining to listen.
He laughed, but there was something in his eyes that was more serious than laughter. People you've just picked up, and have them like sleep over, be at the breakfast table in the morning? Yes, he said, and I understood the look on his face now; it was a challenge. It was so loud you could feel the bass in your bones, and not in a good way. I mean what if the badge wasn't real, or wasn't mine? Of course, if I'd been a big, strapping guy, he wouldn't have had a problem with it.
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