[He keeps repeating those two words softly, but he doesn't try to quiet her. He remembers breaking down. He remembers crying in his mom's arms. Sometimes you just can't stop it.
When his hand brushes the back of her neck, he can feel some of that ache, and he takes it, removes one part of this meltdown. He's used to his chest aching, by now.]
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[He keeps repeating those two words softly, but he doesn't try to quiet her. He remembers breaking down. He remembers crying in his mom's arms. Sometimes you just can't stop it.
When his hand brushes the back of her neck, he can feel some of that ache, and he takes it, removes one part of this meltdown. He's used to his chest aching, by now.]