Chapter 51: Remind me about normal

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The seven days after my father died were a blur of numbness. Later, I would look back and not remember much more than a few minutes here and there.

People came to the house. My mother's family as well as my father's, people I hadn't seen in years, arrived in town. They didn't stay with us-except for my mother's sister, who did-but it seemed there were always at least three or four people at the house. And they all wanted to talk to me, or hug me, or feed me.

All I wanted was to be left alone. Well, alone with Leo, that was.

He never left me during that week, unless it was for brief snatches of time when he had to run home for more clothes, and even then, he made sure Nate was with me. The two most important guys in my life seemed to have come to some sort of meeting of the minds, and they were more at ease with each other than I'd seen them in years.

The three of us hid out in my room as much as we could. When I had to go downstairs and be sociable, Leo held my hand in h