Pascal's Boys
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by Black, Fabian
One day they would all be reunited. Papa’s hands would reach out to take his hands and help him cross the great divide. He would see his much loved face and look into his eyes again, but not yet. This was his time to live, to trust and to love in the way he had been made to love. Curling an arm around Tom’s waist he leaned against him. “I’m glad you’re here with me. I love you.”
Smiling, Tom drew Adam closer to his side, gazing out into the garden where Eleanor and Pascal’s love sang to them from a sky of summer blue.
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