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“Me too.” I look up into Levi’s dark eyes. If I could read his childhood through the lines on his face, I’d study him until the sun set. Levi’s one of my best friends, but I don’t know his secrets or his fears. Suddenly, I want to know it all. “Do you miss him?”

Levi’s shoulders sag. The muscles in his throat move as he swallows. “Some days my grief makes me miss him. On those days