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Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

I don’t know if you noticed, because I certainly didn’t at the time, but I came out to Trav in the course of that little conversation. It was only later that I realized it was no big deal to him. Maybe it’s more important that for once it was no big deal to me. Or at least in comparison with the other stuff I was dealing with, you know?

Sarah wanted to know where we’d disappeared to when I found her again. She was a little drunk.

“Can I lean on you?”

“If you kick your heels off, maybe,” I said.