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Eddie was half through his first morning coffee when he noticed it. Carefully pinned down by blue and green, a familiar drawing had found its place on his fridge door.
He stared at the silly heart looking at him with kind eyes and soft smile, slightly disturbed by the overabundance of heart symbols and bright colors. After another half insomnia/half nightmare night, its anatomic counterpart, now glued in Chris biology notebook, would have been more fitting.
- "Mijo ? Did you hang Buck’s heart ?"
- "Yeah. He made it to cheer you up. Does it work ?"
Eddie smiled and did not answer.