Chapter III: Twin Lakes–Michigan
You’re the only one I don’t have to explain any of this to—it’s seared in both of us.
The manipulation, the lies, the bullying, the stalking, all the times he pit us against each other. The way he pushed us until we screamed and ran. Trapped, yearning for freedom.
And yet, there there were days so joyous that life felt like a waking dream.
No one ever taught us about this.
Friends who can love each other this deeply;
men who can become so determined to see each other burn.
To me, you’re the only one who knows this kind of scar.
After him, you move to Chicago to escape the haunting of our childhood.
In the years that follow, we go to our two lakes over and over and over.
Lake Michigan: in your new home, where the waves teach us the rhythm of healing.
And Lake Tuscarora: back in Barnesville, where we learn how to befriend our ghosts.
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