[ He will. Forever. He’ll be old and grey and Trevor will still be here, hair still dark and beard still not grown. Still telling him. He just keeps staring down, smiling. ]
I’ll keep telling you, you know. Until it’s the only thing you know. Until you hear it in your dreams every night. Until even when you leave you can’t forget it for a moment, and you can’t think of anything else but what I’ll do to you when you come home.
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[ He will. Forever. He’ll be old and grey and Trevor will still be here, hair still dark and beard still not grown. Still telling him. He just keeps staring down, smiling. ]
I’ll keep telling you, you know. Until it’s the only thing you know. Until you hear it in your dreams every night. Until even when you leave you can’t forget it for a moment, and you can’t think of anything else but what I’ll do to you when you come home.