Graduation passed, but I couldn't focus on the ceremony. I couldn't think of anything, anyone, but Clay and Wilbur's words. I felt so guilty. The guilt sat not on my chest but inside my brain. I knew there was nothing I could un-do.
Wasn't fair, wasn't fair, wasn't fair.
Clay didn't congratulate me afterward. He ran to George and grabbed him into his arms, and they spun, laughing; beautiful, so goddamned beautiful.
I could see it in his green eyes, in the way he looked at George; he was mesmerised - he had him mesmerised. And why not - why not? He was everything.
I don't know if what Wilbur had done was wrong or just him being blunt and honest. Clay may be mesmerised by George. But Wilbur had my fascination.
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