Wilbur has one goal in mind - get into his car, roll down the windows and drive until his money runs out. Tommy has one goal in mind - get onto the bus, put in his earbuds and run until he reaches his brother. Or, of gas stations, an involuntary road trip, pounds and healing - somewhere along the way.
Tommy had lived and died as Theseus, Icarus, Orpheus and Sisyphus. But all he wanted to be was free. In which Tommy Soot, originally born in 1509, is cursed to be reborn, to never reach adulthood unless he figured out the Greek myth of his lifetime. He had one rule of not allowing himself to get attached to people but...
"I understand. You heard the place you loved was in trouble, so you came back, but I don't-I just-why didn't you take me?" Here it was, at last. Catharsis, or something close to it. "I would have hunted them down with you, Philza, the people who did that to your town. I would have given you your vengeance on a silver...