Seth had been waiting for Rory to get home. Now that she was back at school, he was terribly lonely. His mother home schooled him, which consisted of her trying to get him to work on his lessons and him telling her to fuck off.

So when Rory didn’t come straight home after school like she always did, Seth found himself pulling up the pics he had of him and Curtis. Rory didn’t know they existed and if she did, she would either try to delete them herself or she would pester him until he did. Yes, he was smart enough to back them up on his computer, but the symbolism of deleting them at all, from any device, just wouldn’t feel right.

His favorite was one of Curtis, wearing a plain white tee shirt, perfectly torn jeans, and his black converse sneakers...

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