From Comes a Horseman – still on the read through, but hopefully will be publishing soon!
Michel had already lost too much. If he was alone, Kristopher doubted Liang and the others would ever hear from him again. For an instant, he almost felt Michel’s fingers brush his cheek as he remembered Michel telling him about Corin and François, and how scared he was that Kristopher might join them.
Kristopher pushed back his chair and grabbed his coat, then shoved it on and crossed his arms. Although it wasn’t chilly outside, he wasn’t sure he’d rid himself of the cold he felt inside.
“I’d say it’s all right, but it’s not.” Liang briefly put an arm around Kristopher, who hadn’t noticed him get up from the table. “I’m sorry.”
“I know. So am I.” Kristopher managed a smile. It wasn’t like Liang to be so demonstrative. He’d squeezed Kristopher’s hand, and now this. If talking about it hurt the people they cared about so much, what was it going to be like when he had to go through with the reality of it? Kristopher hoped he could find the strength to do what needed to be done.