He rolls over so he's on his back, looking up at her.
It's not easy to say. There's a knot in his chest that tugs and pulls at the body around it, a kind of fear that defies reason, the fear of loss, the fear of vulnerability. But he says it anyway.
"You know you'll always be my family, right? I mean, even if I come here. Even with Rose and Hal in the picture."
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It's not easy to say. There's a knot in his chest that tugs and pulls at the body around it, a kind of fear that defies reason, the fear of loss, the fear of vulnerability. But he says it anyway.
"You know you'll always be my family, right? I mean, even if I come here. Even with Rose and Hal in the picture."