Re: That night - private f/g
Even though the sting he felt brought tears to the corners of his eyes--which he didn't want to shed, because he felt just plain silly about it, it was just the pain after all--he smiled at George. He raised one hand up and reached for his twin's arm, his fingers lightly stroking it over his shirt, and allowed the song and the touches to soothe him. George always seemed to know what he needed.