Logan:This week was good. I haven’t seen Ethan since that day. Out of sight, out of mind. One afternoon, Logan approached me to see if I was still interested in attending the bonfire his pack was holding. I agreed that I was and had invited friends. The Saturday came for the bonfire and i9 head there with Logan“You okay?” he questions as he walks behind me. “You seem in a mood?.” “No, it’s okay, I’m just not used to this,” I reply, staring at the roaring fire in front of me.Sitting down, I take some skewed meat and begin to chew. I try to reach for some bread.“Here, take some of mine.” He gives me, watching me eat what he has just given me. His bicep flexes, peeking out his sleeve as he reaches and bends for more blueberries. Gazing at his forearms, I see something that makes me gasp. Reaching out my fingertip, I trace the tattoo on his inner wrist. “What does this tattoo mean?” The question hangs in the air between us. He looks down at his own arm, and his face takes on a i
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