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he wears a hoodie, trousers and a good pair of sneakers (she wonders where he got them). maybe she is dreaming. he sits next to her without revealing his face, his arms concealed by woolly sleeves and his hands stuffed in his pockets.
"i missed you, susie." his voice is much softer than that of death, but as shaky as the fear that creeps into the goosebumps on her olive skin.
(her face masked by fear of longing guilt).
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Funnybones
Short StoryIn which a dead boy and a living girl reunite after several years. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. 2016. N. A. || The sequel to 'Boy' In order to understand this story to its full potential, reading Boy is probably a good idea. But you don't have to.
