259. I don’t brood

Jesse

Waiting was worse than fighting.

I leaned back against the railing, arms crossed, eyes on the horizon where nothing had happened—yet.

“How long do we just… stand here?” Rain asked, flopping onto the porch swing like a bored kid.

“As long as it takes,” I muttered.

“That’s not a real answer,” he...

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