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me doing it. Michael squeezed my hip. I knew he understood what was going on.
    It was amazing to be with him, even like that. I could burst for loving him. When I was done, I cleaned myself up and pulled him to me, holding him and taking his hand in mine. I felt something wet on my face. Michael was crying.
    “I’m sorry. Are you upset that I did that?” I asked, feeling terrible.
    Squeeze, squeeze.
    I thought about it. “Are you crying because you wish we could do it more normal like?”
    Squeeze.
    “It’s okay, Michael. You’re getting better all the time. We will one day if you want. You’ll see.”
    Michael let his head fall back on the pillow. I looked down at his face. He seemed to be waiting for something so I kissed him. He kissed me back, moving his tongue slowly and sucking a little. I thought my heart would pound itself to death from happiness. I broke away.
    “You’re going to wake up soon,” I choked out. “And if you want to go live your own life, that’s okay. That’s what you should do, because you’re perfect and beautiful. But I love you, Michael. So, you know, you have a home here with me as long as you want one. And you don’t have to worry about anything, I promise.”

    ~12~
    Michael
    I stood in front of the door with the snakes and the green light. Jonesy was with me. I looked down and noticed that my chest was now glowing, just like the rest of me.
    Jonesy loved me. I looked at him.
    “If I go through that door, can I hold you? Really hold you?” I asked him.
    He squeezed my hand once. Yes.
    “And you promise it’ll be all right?”
    Squeeze.
    “We’ll sit in the garden in the sun and have lemonade,” I said. “And when I’m better we’ll make love, and no one can tell us what to do because we’ll be safe at your house, right? And besides, you’ll get all big and bad ass if they try, won’t you?”
    Squeeze. Jonesy smiled. It was a beautiful smile.
    “Do you really want me to come?”
    Squeeze.
    “Okay.”
    I steeled myself. God, I hated snakes, but they didn’t look as real as they once had, or as big. I reached for the door handle and they slithered away.
    ***

    Jonesy
    I fell asleep in the chair next to Michael’s bed. When I opened my eyes, bright sunlight was coming in through the window. Outside, the ice on the branch of the big oak tree was melting drip, drip . I turned to look at Michael -- and stared into big gray eyes.
    They were so beautiful, so clear and loving, that I felt my face crack trying to smile and cry at the same time.
    “Michael,” I said. It came out all funny sounding.
    “Jonesy.” His voice was raspy.
    Then Michael smiled.

    END.

Before I Wake
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