Breaking Heart, I’ve got a lot to learn. Liver said to me, “Lung, it’s simple. Our pedaling just moves us backward. We can struggle against the reins, but in the end there’s nothing that we can say that will get through to Apology. So all we can do is watch him dig himself a deeper hole.”
There’s a fire, but I can’t see the flames. I’ve been choking on the smoke, though, for days. My twin spasms in pain next to me. And all I can do is watch him struggle, the other side of my coin. And all I think of are all the songs we’d sing when we still had a voice. When Apology was a boy. But now, the singing is just noise.
“Pretend you’re off to—pretend you’re off to war. Make it easier to say goodbye to the life you’ll likely leave behind. But all of your brothers are here. Your twin and me and Liver. Stomach, he’s been denying everything. Though we’re taking on water, he’s still convinced we’ll never sink. Eyes see everything. Tongue and teeth are telling me that he’s been trying to die.
And all we can do is fight to keep him alive. What choice do we have?”
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