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- Author: Courtney Maguire
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Train Wreck
You CAN LIVE A HUNDRED LIFETIMES AND THE WORLD WILL STILL
surprise you, hit you like a high-speed train and drag you along the rails
before dumping you off a thousand miles from where you started.
Sometimes the ride isn’t as violent as all that. Sometimes it feels like a
vacation, an escape, like falling in love. But the end of the line is always the
same—a broken, bloody mess far from home.Sitting on a hard cobblestone path in my two-day-old funeral suit, I
stared at a pillar of granite with his name on it, a fifth of Jack in my gut and
my soul shattered into a million pieces. Aikawa Takanori—the name of the
train that hit me.
A broad shadow fell over me, and I closed my eyes against it. I knew
who it was, knew the sound of his steps, the way the air trembled in his
presence. Sakurai Hideyoshi. He sat down beside me on the stone path
without a word, so close our shoulders touched. Over two hundred years
had passed since the day we met, and his nearness still made my skin
prickle. His fingers brushed against mine as he slipped the nearly empty
bottle of whiskey out of my hands and raised it to his lips.
“You knew it would end this way,” he said, his voice low and cold. Not
a judgment or an accusation, just a statement of fact.
“If you’re here to lecture me, you can save it,” I said, snatching the
bottle back out of his hand.
There was something shocking about seeing him again, sitting there like
an inkblot on my vision. The same solid frame, the same dark features,
sharp as cut granite and just as immovable. How much time had I spent
pounding myself against that hardness, like the ocean against a rocky cliff,
trying to break it away? Now I observed him as if from a distance.
Something bitter pushed up against my grief, but there was no room for it,
so it settled back into my gut. He had been my home before Takanori, but
now he was almost unrecognizable. He hadn’t changed, of course. I was the
one who was different.
“How long since you’ve drank something besides whiskey?”
“Not since—” I broke off, my eyes darting to the gravestone. My hands
trembled as I took a long pull off the whiskey bottle. It could have been
hours or years, every second since that day stretched into an eternity.
“Come with me,” he said, pulling himself gracefully to his feet. I didn’t
move. “Hiro.”
“I can’t,” I choked. I struggled to breathe around the ball of grief
wedged in my throat. He was here for a reason. He wanted something, and I
couldn’t give it to him. “I’m not…ready…”
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