Instead of responding about the "kids" who were very much adults who could take care of themselves, Steve listened to Billy, watched him run at spots that Steve was sure were covered in scars. Unbuttoning the top few buttons of his shirt, Steve triggered his collar aside to reveal a rather wicked looking line of scaring asking his throat.
"You aren't alone. I get it. You got out in time...shit just got worse the next spring."
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"You aren't alone. I get it. You got out in time...shit just got worse the next spring."