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Near the edge of the collage was a photo of Renee. She had the back of her head to a window and was pointing up and over her shoulders with both hands. It took Jean a moment to see the rainbow in the distant sky. Someone had taped a small sticky note to the corner of the picture that read “Who wore it better??

Near the edge of the collage was a photo of Renee. She had the back of her head to a window and was pointing up and over her shoulders with both hands. It took Jean a moment to see the ...

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Men like Wymack didn’t exist. They couldn’t; they shouldn’t.

Men like Wymack didn’t exist. They couldn’t; they shouldn’t.

Hello, hello,"Jeremy greeted him cheerily. "How was the flight?"
The worst, Jean thought, but settled for, "Small talk is a pointless indulgence."
"I like to indulge,” Jeremy said with a dimpled smile.

Hello, hello,"Jeremy greeted him cheerily. "How was the flight?"
The worst, Jean thought, but settled for, "Small talk is a pointless indulgence."
"I like to indulge,” Jere...

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As he was checking the pockets of the carry-on to ensure he hadn’t missed anything, he found an envelope in the outer pouch. Inside was a stack of bills and an index card that just said "I’m not dealing with this again. Buy some fucking clothes. –W.

As he was checking the pockets of the carry-on to ensure he hadn’t missed anything, he found an envelope in the outer pouch. Inside was a stack of bills and an index card that just said...

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Propped up against Laila’s back tire was a standee of a golden retriever that had been relegated to the kitchen for the last few weeks. Jeremy went over to it immediately. “This is Barkbark von Barkenstein. You can call him Barkbark or Mister B for short. It’s a bit of a mouthful on its own.

Propped up against Laila’s back tire was a standee of a golden retriever that had been relegated to the kitchen for the last few weeks. Jeremy went over to it immediately. “This is Bark...

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What size are you?" he asked as he found a couple options. Jean just looked askance at him, so Jeremy said, "Housewarming gift from us to you." "I have shirts," Jean pointed out, gesturing to the one he had on. "Sure," Jeremy said, thinking of Jean’s tiny bag. He wanted to ask how many Jean had managed to cram in there. Instead, he chose a less intrusive approach: "How many of them are black?" His self-censure was wasted, because Jean simply said, "Both." The plastic hanger in Jeremy’s hand gave a warning creak.

What size are you?" he asked as he found a couple options. Jean just looked askance at him, so Jeremy said, "Housewarming gift from us to you." "I have shirts," Jean pointed out, gestur...

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He wants to know what it was for. The thought came out of nowhere, nearly turning his stomach inside-out. Jeremy forced himself to let go and step back at last. Jean had just finished his junior year, which meant he’d had the last three years of his life dictated to him. Everything had been outside of his control from what he’d studied to what he’d eaten to the very clothes on his back. The Ravens had given up everything to be the undefeated champions, only to be destroyed last month by a tiny team from South Carolina.

He wants to know what it was for. The thought came out of nowhere, nearly turning his stomach inside-out. Jeremy forced himself to let go and step back at last. Jean had just finished h...

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Loving something is not enough," Jean told him, right on cue. “When is the last time you enjoyed playing?" Jeremy asked. "Irrelevant," Jean said. "I am Jean Moreau; I am perfect Court. I do not need to enjoy it to be the best backliner in the NCAA.

Loving something is not enough," Jean told him, right on cue. “When is the last time you enjoyed playing?" Jeremy asked. "Irrelevant," Jean said. "I am Jean Moreau; I am perfect Court. ...

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When he dreamed it was of bloodied ravens locked in an iron cage.

When he dreamed it was of bloodied ravens locked in an iron cage.

*He was a Raven," Jean said, as if any of them could understand the complicated emotions behind such a thing. They were an angry world unto themselves, interlocking links on a chain where compassion and consideration were outlawed. They needed each other. They were stronger together. They hated each other. They hated everyone else more.

*He was a Raven," Jean said, as if any of them could understand the complicated emotions behind such a thing. They were an angry world unto themselves, interlocking links on a chain whe...

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