End & Beginning (bxb)
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I was 10 when my Mother sat me down for a talk.
"Milo, I know you like him..." She paused, as if trying to pick her words right, "but he doesn't like boys like that. He likes girls."
Flushed and feeling caught out, I avoid her eyes. I didn't realise it was so obvious.
She gives me a sympathetic but firm smile. "So don't make him feel uncomfortable and ruin your older brothers friendship with him, okay?"
8 years later...
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