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I looked across and Rik was having a bit of a moment;
tears were clear on his cheeks and he looked pale and shocked. This was
probably the time to reach out and hug him and fight through this tidal wave of
emotion together, but seriously, that wasn't my way, never has been, never will
be.
I slipped a hand over the gap between us and slapped
the taste out of Rik’s mouth. He stood up and thrust his chest forward, fight
filling his arms, adrenaline pumping into his system, making him bigger,
stronger, more resilient, full of energy and a need to direct it.
‘That’s it Rik! That’s what we need!’ I said to him as
we stood nose to nose.
More tomorrow folks.
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