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“I just can’t believe he’s gone,” Connie said, sobbing into Peedee’s shoulder.
He hugged her, patted her shoulder. It had been almost eight years and she still hadn’t gotten over it fully. Then again, it’s not like Steven was an easy person to forget.
“I know,” Peedee said, lump in his throat. “I miss him too.”
Connie pulled back and looked in his eyes. Even with the tears on her cheeks, she still looked beautiful. Peedee felt himself flush.
Before either of them knew what happened, Connie leaned in and kissed him.
Peedee was stunned for a moment. He thought of pulling away.
But he didn’t. Neither of them did.
Later that night, after Connie had fallen asleep, Peedee heard her whisper Steven’s name. Peedee had to get up from the couch and walk away, because it made him feel like scum.