How to Grieve in Nowhere

Though y'wouldn't'a guessed it at first glance, the truth is, they'd always shared a lot in common. Couple of rejects - pariahs even - condemned to hike the periphery. The sorts who sing their hearts out, whenever ain't nobody listenin'. Countin' their bygone fatherless seasons on their fingertips, by gloomy nightfall. When Kumatora glances over, to pass him the already-lukewarm fries, she's lookin' at her brother. Even if she don't quite know it yet. When Lucas returns her fearsome gaze, he thinks of Friday's physics lesson. The one about rogue planets. Ripped from orbit. All their stars thrown outta whack.They'd shared a lot in common. Hikes, n' songs, n' rebellious midnights. But this was the one and only thing to bear such guillotine dread. Crushed seashells. And clipped sunflower stems. She won't make him relive it. Not for her brazen, selfish, childish sake.She won't let him.