Sunday, June 3, 2012

Last thing Hoot remembered was Norman also sitting, propped against the wall and bleeding, next to him.  Like a couple of old friends, they sat there – both of them – side by side and dying together.  And Hoot remembered thinking that, if this was the way it was meant to be, then it was really okay.  He remembered Angela kneeling beside him and whispering something in his ear – he heard her say; “Don’t forget.  The path that brought us here doesn’t exist anymore,” before he blacked out.

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