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August Lying in his bed that night, August stared up at the ceiling, wondering what it was going to take for him to figure out a way to talk to Mercy to keep her from freaking out every time he opened his mouth. He felt so terrible for upsetting her like that. But… this time he’d had no idea that just the question of whether or not she’d want to move in with him and his mom would make her react that way. At least she hadn’t had the same reaction as she had the time before, when he’d mentioned Black Hole Moon. He’d been able to talk her back out of this reaction much better. Whether or not it was a true sign of progress, he wasn’t sure, but he’d take what he could get. It was past midnight. He’d been lying there for a few hours, and so far, he hadn’t even started to feel drowsy. He consi