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"It’s new, yes, and terrifying, but I feel a changed man, steady and bright. Oh, how your magic thrills me.”
Todd folded the paper up once again and looked up, eyes searching. They found Neil’s, locking, asking some sort of question, and Neil almost forgot how to breathe. His heart was pounding rapidly, almost painfully so. Incredible. That was incredible.
Todd’s eyes finally left his as the other boys gathered around him, cheering. The light of the fire danced across his face.
“Todd Anderson, everybody!” Charlie cheered. “What a man! A czar of romance, if I do say so myself.”
“Yeah, Todd, tell the people who that lovely sonnet was about!” Meeks clapped him on the back.
“Not a sonnet, idiot,” Knox cut in. “All the same, who’s the lucky girl, Todd?”
Oh.
If Neil hadn’t been able to breathe before, he sure couldn’t now. He’d been so lost in the language. He hadn’t even considered the clear implications.
“A summer love?” Knox proposed eagerly.
“Something like that," Todd said quickly, and Neil's stomach dropped.
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Todd reads one of his own poems aloud for the first time at a meeting. Neil, convinced it's for a girl, spirals.
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16 Jun 2026