i sold my soul to the open road

[Apollo Haddix]

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we prey as wolves among the sheep
and slit the necks of soldiers while they sleep

Apollo listened closely as his father spoke, twisting his brows in interest and slight confusion. He had never known about these parts of Pilot’s past. It interested him to know that his father had somehow managed to survive without his mother at such a young age. He felt connected to Pilot for that – they both had had to grow up without their mothers.

"So you’re going to go back to that lake?" Apollo asked, ideas sparking in his head. "Do you know if your family is still there?" He moved closer towards Pilot and picked up his bag. It seemed rather heavy to him. "I could come – help carry your things." But that wasn’t his real motive. "There’s not much here for me either," he admitted.

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