Chapter 72
The chair creaked in support, and the rain clamored on the windowpane, and that was okay too, because Colby liked rain and the shimmer of the world, and still would in the future; Colby was smiling and kissing Jason in turn, a truth which spread out and filled up every scared dark place with the certain blue of those eyes.6: Day 22, Getting Better
Falling off a cliff, Colby concluded, caused far too many difficulties. Ought to be avoided. Not generally practiced.
He listened to the world for a moment, eyes shut. Hospital equipment purred, a susurration: an unavoidable reminder of their location. The storm rustled and rumbled. He wanted to see it; he wanted to taste the rain, to touch the water, to at least look out the window at the swirls of light and liquid. Some well-meaning person had closed the shutters.