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"And if a double decker bus crashes into us. To die by your side, oh what a heavenly way to die."
They sat three across in Kristoph's old convertible with Apollo in the middle, Klavier with his arm on the passenger side window, and Kristoph at the wheel.
How had they gotten here? So much had changed. Three prosecutors now. Apollo's return to America, his career change. Kristoph's deal with the prosecutorial office, his revised sentence, his community service. Klavier– still just Klavier.
The three of their voices joined the lyrics in harmony.
Apollo wouldn't trade it for the world.