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The Boy Who Walks In The Light.

He Pauses When He Finishes Undoing The Last Button, Then Closes His Eyes. I Can See The Pain Slashed Across His Face, And The Sight Tears At Me. The Republic's Most Wanted Criminal Is Just A Boy, Sitting Before Me, Suddenly Vulnerable, Laying All His Weaknesses Out For Me To See.

Each Day Means A New Twenty-four Hours. Each Day Means Everything's Possible Again. You Live In The Moment, You Die In The Moment, You Take It All One Day At A Time. -day

He Loves So Wholly. It Is His Nature. He Blinks, Then Tries To Find The Right Response. "i-" He Stumbles. "i'm So Afraid, June. So Afraid Of What Might Happen To-" I Put Two Fingers Against His Lips To Hush Him. "fear Makes You Stronger," I Whisper. Before I Can Stop Myself, I Put My Hands On His Face And Press My Mouth To His.

When You Stand Out There," John Continues In A Hoarse Voice, "keep Your Chin Up, All Right? Don't Let Them Get To You." "i Won't." "make Them Work For It. Punch Someone If You Have To." John Gives Me A Sad, Crooked Smile. "you're A Scary Kid. So Scare Them. Okay? All The Way Until The End." For The First Time In A Long Time, I Feel Like A Little Brother. I Have To Swallow Hard To Keep My Eyes Dry. "okay," I Whisper.