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    “What shall we do, then?” Boris asks, a smile on his face.

    “Do we have to do something?” Theo asks. He smiles in return— more muted, uneasy.

    The streets only get busier when the holidays close in. Tourists, visiting families, traveling businessmen. But the crush of bodies swarming the streets of New York doesn’t make Theo feel anonymous or invisible. There are only more people around to observe him, waiting for a slip.

    “Of course,” Boris says. His smile inches further up his face, knocked crooked across his cheeks. “Would be a waste not to. Is our first Christmas back together again.”

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    Theo just wants to ask his next-door neighbor to have quieter sex. In return he gets his life turned upside down, a new best friend, a lot of heartache, and maybe even a kiss or two.

    (or: on broken edges and flimsy walls, cracks and nonsense, finding love in the in-between)

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    15 Dec 2025

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    “The attack at The Met… That wasn’t the first explosion it had survived.”

    “No?”

    “No, a gunpowder factory exploded nearby Fabritius’ studio, killing him and destroying nearly all of his paintings,” I took a breath, unsteady. “But The Goldfinch… The Goldfinch survived.”

    A hand on my shoulder. Long fingers, a firm squeeze, grounding me to earth. “You survived too, Potter.”

    I looked to him, eyes aching behind my glasses.

    “Life exploding around you. You survived. You, too, are Goldfinch.”

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    15 Dec 2025

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    Of course he had seen the journals. Pages and pages of rambling accounts, an encyclopedia. How could I have hidden it from the one living person who knew me?

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    He keeps thinking about it when he gets back to New York. Every time Kitsey tries to talk to him through increasingly strained smiles he thinks about it and his ears start burning, and he has to look away.

    While Kitsey goes home and breaks the news to her mother, which Theo tries not to think about, he goes home and thinks about Boris instead. He tries not to think about Boris either, but those fragments, orange and blue, won’t leave him.

    He takes pills for two, three, four days in a row, for the black and dreamless sleep they bring him.

    And yet, he’s still he thinking about it three weeks later, when Boris shows up at the shop again.

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    12 Dec 2025