Tuck was at my side the entire time. Next to me. Not part of my imagination.
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The strangest thought came to me, one that I couldn’t explain at the time: You’ll lose him. You can’t keep him forever. Even though you want to. 12: Fossil
October 11, 2015
“I have a little surprise for you,” Carl said, holding something behind his back, smiling at me like a child, being adorable and sweet and confusing all at the same time.
“What kind of surprise?” We were inside my attic, chest to chest. I had just finished editing a in my mystery, and was going to have dinner with him. The sun had yet to fully set and purple light danced around his frame.
“A little gift.”
“I hate gifts.” I shook my head and refused to take anything from him, playing.
He laughed. “You’re a lousy liar, Micah. Now, close your eyes and open your hands.”
I listened, excited. What did he have up his sleeve? And what kind of small gift had he gotten me?