Chapter 60

           Hefinallypulleditallbackintohisheart,suckinginthepainfultideofhismisery.IntheGlade,Chuckhadbecomeasymbolforhimabeaconthatsomehowtheycouldmakeeverythingrightagainintheworld.Sleepinbeds.Getkissedgoodnight.Havebaconandeggsforbreakfast,gotoarealschool.Behappy.

           ButnowChuckwasgone.Andhislimpbody,towhichThomasstillclung,seemedacoldtalismanthatnotonlywouldthosedreamsofahopefulfuturenevercometopass,butthatlifehadneverbeenthatwayinthefirstplace.Thateveninescape,drearydayslayahead.Alifeofsorrow.

           Hisreturningmemoriesweresketchyatbest.Butnotmuchgoodfloatedinthemuck.

           Thomasreeledinthepain,lockeditsomewheredeepinsidehim.HediditforTeresa.ForNewtandMinho.Whateverdarknessawaitedthem,they’dbetogether,andthatwasallthatmatteredrightthen.

           HeletgoofChuck,slumpedbackward,tryingnottolookattheboy’sshirt,blackwithblood.Hewipedthetearsfromhischeeks,rubbedhiseyes,thinkingheshouldbeembarrassedbutnotfeelingthatway.Finally,helookedup.LookedupatTeresaandherenormousblueeyes,heavywithsadnessjustasmuchforhimasforChuck,hewassureofit.

           Shereacheddown,grabbedhishand,helpedhimstand.Oncehewasup,shedidn’tletgo,andneitherdidhe.Hesqueezed,triedtosaywhathefeltbydoingso.Nooneelsesaidaword,mostofthemstaringatChuck’sbodywithoutexpression,asifthey’dmovedfarbeyondfeeling.NoonelookedatGally,breathingbutstill.

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