[He cries a little, then. Just a little, a tear or two, and in perfect silence; his breathing is even and calm. One can hardly even tell that he's crying, unless one looks closely, but then again Bruno always does.]
[It feels really unfair, making any kind of comparison, so he tries very hard not to. But that's what he feels, too, underneath it all. There's a cavity in his chest where his heart used to be.]
[The way he leans on Bruno's shoulder, it's as though he's a little afraid one or both of them will shatter when they touch. But neither of them do, in the end. They're both going to survive this, for better or for worse.]
Lo so.
[He breathes in, slow and careful; breathes out in a quiet gust.]
Mi fido di te. Mi fido della mia vita. Tu sei la mia famiglia. Vorrei solo che . . .
[A thousand things. He wishes a thousand things. I wish Trish were here. I wish bad things would stop happening. I wish I could bring the dead back for real. And Izabel would hate him for that.]
Vorrei solo che avrebbe potuto durare.
[A selfish thing to say. But true.]
Io non ti disturberò fino a quando il tempo è di destra. Ma si deve ricordare che ti voglio bene.
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[He cries a little, then. Just a little, a tear or two, and in perfect silence; his breathing is even and calm. One can hardly even tell that he's crying, unless one looks closely, but then again Bruno always does.]
[It feels really unfair, making any kind of comparison, so he tries very hard not to. But that's what he feels, too, underneath it all. There's a cavity in his chest where his heart used to be.]
[The way he leans on Bruno's shoulder, it's as though he's a little afraid one or both of them will shatter when they touch. But neither of them do, in the end. They're both going to survive this, for better or for worse.]
Lo so.
[He breathes in, slow and careful; breathes out in a quiet gust.]
Mi fido di te. Mi fido della mia vita. Tu sei la mia famiglia. Vorrei solo che . . .
[A thousand things. He wishes a thousand things. I wish Trish were here. I wish bad things would stop happening. I wish I could bring the dead back for real. And Izabel would hate him for that.]
Vorrei solo che avrebbe potuto durare.
[A selfish thing to say. But true.]
Io non ti disturberò fino a quando il tempo è di destra. Ma si deve ricordare che ti voglio bene.