“You"re all he needs,” Penny told him. She was sobbing now, on
the other side of the door. “You"re all he needs.”
Xander wiped his eyes, and wiped them again, and for a moment
the only sound was of the two of them breathing. His voice, into that
silence, was almost an obscene burst of sound.
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“Penny, I look like shit, and I smell like puke. Go away, wouldja,
and let me pull myself together?”
“I"ll go see if Leo can get you something to wear,” she said quietly,
and he heard her leave.
“Chris,” he murmured to the white-tiled wall, “you"d better pull
through this, you sonuvabitch. I fucking need you. Without you, I"m not
even living out of a garbage bag. I"minthe garbage bag, and it"s cold
and it"s dark, and the world"s pressing down on me, and I can"t breathe.
You pull through. Just fucking pull through, okay?”
And then, on a shuddering breath, he remembered that Chris was
only human.
“God, if you"re listening, give him a leg up. Sometimes he needs
someone to feed him the important shots. He"s still a good player. He
just can"t always stand on his own.”
And then he wiped the back of his face with his hand and opened
the door to the tiny john. He ran water over his wrists and over his face,
and wiped his eyes on the upper sleeve of his sweatshirt.
With a hard sigh, the kind that was meant to fortify his muscles,
bones, and sinews, he walked out of the bathroom and went to wait with
his family.
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Important Clocks
CHRIS was in his first surgery for sixteen hours. Cliff and Alicia, God
bless them, took Andi and Jed home. Andi and Jed came back eight