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“Hey, Conner,” Riley said, knowing there was no comfortable way to start a conversation when someone was dying.
Remus highly doubted that the guy would ever be able to shut up. And what did he mean by truths? What could this guy…no this painting… know about him? He couldn’t help being intrigued.
Desperation and Neediness
Riley was not expecting the touch or another bout of pain, so he cried out as his father’s hand landed in precisely the wrong place.
Confused About Confusion
“Are you gay?” Riley asked suddenly.
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