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Chapter 17-1
Chapter Seventeen Eight Years Ago“Damn it, St. Sebastian, hold still or I’ll have to tie you down.” St. Sebastian mused on whether or not this threat was supposed to be an actual deterrent, but decided to hold still anyway. At least as best he could. “It tickles.” Auden’s sigh could be heard over the wind and the leafy rustle it made as it tugged through the trees. They’d picked the old Methodist graveyard because hardly anyone ever came here, and also because it was only a wooded slope away from the River Thorne and they’d inevitably end up swimming in this heat. But Auden had wanted the light as he worked today. And even though it’d only been two weeks since they started spending time together, St. Sebastian had already learned not to argue about the light. “I fail to see,” Aude
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