Part 43: love

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I love you her voice was so soft it was a ghost. It took no time for the words to register.  The boy's whole body went still. He stared at her.

He whispered What?

She replied I love you, and ... I don't care about any of it. I don't care about Japan, or drugs or stealing ... you're a good person.  I believe in that.

The boy's eyes were large as he muttered under his breath, that she couldn't possibly be serious.

The girl went on I'm going to help you. We're going to get through this, together.

For a moment there was just silence.  And then the boy's expression shifted I love you so much.

Her face broke into a grin and he grabbed her face and kissed her. She laughed as he kissed her, wrapping her hands in his hair. They still sat on the floor of his run-down patio, but that didn't matter.

They whispered to each other, I love yous and I'm sorrys and everything in between.  They held each other tight, hands and legs wrapping so there was no seeing whose was whose.

At the end of it all, the boy and the girl looked up.  Soft smiles curved their faces.

The girl whispered We're going to be okay.

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