And besides, after the damage that the bullet did… Well, an open casket viewing is out of the question.
And suddenly he felt... a spark. No, it wasn't a spark. It was more like a tug...
“I wanted a good life" Keith said. "Richard just wanted more life.”
When his mind emerged, like an artifact chipped from ancient stone, Richard was in pain greater than any he had…
Billy stood on the street corner for a moment, feeling helpless and desperate.
So he had died. So fucking what? Clearly the universe didn’t think that death was enough reason to keep them…
“It’s because he’s in love with you," Michelle said. "He has been since before he met Richard.”
It started in his right hand.
He’s filled with such loneliness, Billy thought. Such devastation and loss.
"The truth is, Justin, you’re just another self-hating Mormon fag."