[But before Booker could get up to leave him at the shelf alone, Nicky reached out to snag his wrist.]
No...stay? Show me? I want to know.
[And he did want to know. He wanted to know Booker's organization and exactly how Joe organized his paints. How much milk Joe put in his coffee and the exact way Booker liked to get ready for bed at night. He wanted to know all of it.
And right now, putting his books in alongside Booker's made him feel more grounded than he'd been feeling all week.]
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No...stay? Show me? I want to know.
[And he did want to know. He wanted to know Booker's organization and exactly how Joe organized his paints. How much milk Joe put in his coffee and the exact way Booker liked to get ready for bed at night. He wanted to know all of it.
And right now, putting his books in alongside Booker's made him feel more grounded than he'd been feeling all week.]