[ he knows he's not supposed to be in contact, especially when he himself had been so firm on the terms, unrelenting under the influence of heartbreak. the worst nicky will do when he inevitably comes clean will shake his head, offer comfort. the others he might not tell but at this point, he has to wonder if more of them have extended a hand to booker even briefly. hard not to when being apart feels much like missing a limb, which is to say joe misses him, but the pain of the severing has barely begun to dull. ]
I found this.
[ no preamble. this is an attached photo of a page from one of joe's sketchbooks, lines of charcoal recreating the shapes and faces of three boys, only teenagers then. booker's sons, drawn from an old photo that might have been lost to time by now. he can almost remember when he'd first done it but the memory is blurry: the five of them in an old hotel, maybe, passing the hours of a long stakeout. ]
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you said bros in pain !!!
I found this.
[ no preamble. this is an attached photo of a page from one of joe's sketchbooks, lines of charcoal recreating the shapes and faces of three boys, only teenagers then. booker's sons, drawn from an old photo that might have been lost to time by now. he can almost remember when he'd first done it but the memory is blurry: the five of them in an old hotel, maybe, passing the hours of a long stakeout. ]
It would have been wrong to keep it to myself.