Micah offered me his hand and looked way too serious. She blinked up at the voice and the sound of all three of her names. The person on stage was neither of those things. He stepped a little closer to us.
His shoulders were a little broader than in the yearbook or track photos. I didn't need him anymore. Richard tensed when Jean-Claude's body pinned his arm, but he fought it. I couldn't shoot him if I thought he was only going to hurt someone.
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