He can't finish his sentence. Vincent had been here as long as he had. Even when everyone else had come and gone, his brother had always been there. He'd convinced himself somewhere along the way that it was their own stubborn nature that fought the Pull and kept them here. But with Vincent gone...it was only a matter of time before the Pull took him too, wasn't it? And even though he'd only go home, the idea that Oz would be here without him is painful.
Maybe it's best to continue to be quiet after all.
The traffic light ahead turns green, and he starts across the street. Just one more block until they'll be at the memorial.
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He can't finish his sentence. Vincent had been here as long as he had. Even when everyone else had come and gone, his brother had always been there. He'd convinced himself somewhere along the way that it was their own stubborn nature that fought the Pull and kept them here. But with Vincent gone...it was only a matter of time before the Pull took him too, wasn't it? And even though he'd only go home, the idea that Oz would be here without him is painful.
Maybe it's best to continue to be quiet after all.
The traffic light ahead turns green, and he starts across the street. Just one more block until they'll be at the memorial.