It's Time To Be With My Brother

Why Are You Constantly Escorting Me Places?” I Say. “isn’t There A Depraved Activity You’re Supposed To Be Taking Part In? Kicking Puppies Or Spying On Girls While They Change, Or Something?

Yes," I Say. "three Of These Flying Birds." I Touch My Collarbone, Marking The Path Of Their Flight - Toward My Heart. One For Each Member Of The Family I Left Behind.

He Pus His Lips Next To My Ear And Says, “you Look Good, Tris.

Someone Shouts, "enough!" And I Think Too Much And Nothing At All.

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