They stood silently for a moment. Billy felt fragile and shook apart. The sight of Elias in the stairs was still haunting him, even if the physical image of it was gone. He leaned in toward Goodnight.
Goodnight knew about the master and his wife, the liberation from his indenture, such as it was, being on the lam. He knew the story of Billy before he was Billy. And he knew there had been a son.
"Did I ever tell you," he asked softly, "about Elias?"
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Date: 2018-11-04 04:34 pm (UTC)Goodnight knew about the master and his wife, the liberation from his indenture, such as it was, being on the lam. He knew the story of Billy before he was Billy. And he knew there had been a son.
"Did I ever tell you," he asked softly, "about Elias?"