“ But if you close your eyes,” he mumbled, as Lewis and Vivi belted it out, “ does it almost feel like nothing’s changed at all? And if you close your eyes, does it almost feel like you’ve been here before?” The refrain came back around again, and he knew the words to this bit, at least. You’re not your thoughts, you’re your actions.”īy that logic, Arthur thought, feeling the seat back dig into his chest, I’m a slightly nervous wreck who is incredibly okay with becoming a third wheel. “Like, say, you see a cliff and think, ‘What would it feel like, if I jumped off the cliff?’ Doesn’t matter. “Tons of people have then, amigo,” Lewis had said when Arthur had confided in him about it. One of the benefits of having a psych major for a best bud was that long-standing neuroses could get real-world explanations. An intrusive thought-that was what it was called, according to Lewis. Smack ‘em in the back of their stupid heads. He ignored the thought.

Smack ‘em, said a thought in his head, as Lewis and Vivi. Arthur managed to smile at that Lewis was the only person he’d ever seen who mimed a classical instrument. With the other he held an imaginary bow and played air violin. “The cave’s like a mile and a half down this road.” Lewis obeyed, turning the wheel with one hand. “Left here,” Vivi said, cutting herself off mid-song. The back seat situation probably had something to do with that. All he was really sure about was that as he watched his two best friends singing together in the front seat, he felt left out for more reasons than not just knowing the words. Though maybe he’d have smiled if he were trying to be funny… he didn’t know. At least they’d taken his remark as a joke, which he was pretty sure was how he’d meant it. Great clouds rolled over the hills, bringing darkness from abo-o-o-ooove….” She and Lewis harmonized together on these words, octaves apart, and Mystery howled again in approval.Īrthur sighed. “Oh come on, snooty,” Vivi said, bobbing her head to the beat as the song sped up a bit. “Uh-oh, Bastille's getting popular, better listen to their one song-” He still wasn’t quite sure how he’d been placed in the back instead of Mystery. “Lewis, you are a goddamned sellout,” Arthur said, slumped over the back of the van’s front seat between Vivi and Mystery.

“ Many dayyyyys… fellawaaaaay with nooothing to shooooow,”Lewis continued in a rich baritone, slapping the wheelwith every long beat. Not that the dog knew the words, what with being a dog and all, but he did have a thing for tunes. “ I was leeeeeft… to my owwwwwn… devi-i-i-ices….”

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