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Topher felt his cheeks almost hurt from smiling so much today, and seeing Zeke awake, feeling his arm around him, and hearing his voice only made Topher grin more. “I loved it! Tristan got me a lot, and I even got a wolf.” Looking beside the bed at the huge plushy, Topher leaned his head against Zeke’s chest and whispered. “I missed you. Were you okay while I was gone?” he wondered, having no idea what he was up to as he was at the mall.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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