“it’sme.”therearetearsbuildinginhiseyes.draohadpromisedhimselfthathewasdonewithtears.“it’sm

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hisvoieisbarelyaboveawhisper,strainedandraking.howlonghasitbeensinehehadsomeotalkto?

“dad?”heforedhimselftotalk,thewordsbeingstrangledbythepressurebuildinginhisthroatandtakesasteploser,handsingaroundthebars.hewantstoyankitbak,beauseitissoold,thehillbitingthroughhisskin,butthenthemanintheornerturnstowardhimandhedoesnotfeeltheoldanymore.

foramoment,draothinksofturningaround,beausehemusthavebeengiventhewrongellnumber.thismanhuddledinthebakofhisennotbehisfather,notwhenthemanherememberedhadstoodsotall,soproud(washidingbehindamanwhowasnotamanproud?washebravewhenheoweredundertheshofsomeoneelse’swand,whenheletthewallsofhisownhousebeomeaage?).thismanwasaskeleton,hiseyessunkenandthebdesofhisshoulderspromieventhroughhisshirt,theskinstrethedtootightoverthebonesinhisfae.itouldnotbethemanheremembered,andyet—

draosmiled,knokshisshoulderagainstharry’sbeforestandingup.“don’tworryaboutthis.”hewaveshishandattheelr.harrydoesn’tlookatit.“i’llomefillitintomorrowm.”

“drao?”hedragshimselftohisfeetandhastoholdontothewallforsupport,movingtowardsthegateingreat,lurhingsteps.hishairfallsaroundhisfaeinstrings,anddraowonderswhyhehasnotbotheredtoutit.“isthatyou?”

stupid,harrythinks,butdoesn’targue.

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hedoesnotlooklikehisfatheranymore.

toargue.“iknowyou’vegotthisthingwhereyouwanttoproteteveryoneyouareabout,butplease,love,letmetakesomeofthebmesometimes,okay?believeitornot,ianbehelpful.”

theseofitthreatenstohokehim,sohegoesforajokeinstead.“love?”

drao