i think of loss and i can only think of you
“I wanted you to hear it from a friend,” Maddie says. I don’t want to hear it at all, Eddie thinks, curling into himself as if that can shield him from the words that she has to say. I just saw him, he thinks, remembering the way Buck smiled at him in his dream and wondering if that’s the only way he’ll get to see his smile again.
(or, Maddie calls Eddie to tell him some news. He jumps to conclusions.)






















