I made it…

…down the stairs and out into the pouring rain. Great. Now I was getting soaked, on top of everything else. I shivered in the cold and wet, pulling my thin jacket closer around me. I felt terrible all of a sudden. Maybe I had a fever. Nausea suddenly rose up inside me and I stumbled over to the fence, puking loudly and vastly onto the concrete.

Fuck. It hurt. It hurt all over.

– The Cross and the Trinity, Chapter Four

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