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“Yes.”
“Say it.”
“I want this.” His eyes close briefly then he takes my hand and the field exhales.
Rhett comes next.
No jokes now.
He kneels beside me. “You know I'm going to be unbearable about this later.”
“There he is.”
His smile is soft–almost nervous. I didn't know Rhett could be nervous.
“You sure?”
“Yes.”
He kisses my knuckles. His heart beats beneath my palm. Living.
Then Ezra. He doesn't move.
Of fucking course.
“Ezra.”
“I know.”
“Do you?”
“Yes.”
“Then come here.”
His eyes close.
Rhett looks at him. “It’s time.”
Ezra opens his eyes. Something passes between them.
Malakai extends a hand.
Ezra looks at it then takes it.
My chest aches.
The three of them stand around me.
Tiller.
Reaper.
Sower.
Not roles.
Malakai. Rhett. Ezra.
