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Seeing Red by E. L. Esch
What would you do if you lost five years of freedom? If everything you’d ever known was torn away from you, all because the one person you counted on to save you didn’t come through?
This is the cruel reality for Gabriel “Red” Thatcher, convicted at age nineteen for the murder of his father. Now twenty-five and eight months out of prison, Red has nothing to his name and no one to help him through the horrifying memories of his past.
Then he meets Silo Winters, a man so much like him yet so different that it drives Red crazy. How could someone who went through the same trauma he did in prison still look at life so cheerfully? And though Silo tries to show Red that life after hardship isn’t bleak and meaningless, Red finds it difficult after all he’s been through to let anyone in.
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“Ho-ly shit,” Silo whispered. He stared off into the crowd, narrowing his eyes.
I noticed the way his posture tensed and tried to find whatever it was he was staring at so intently. “What?” I looked at him, taken aback when I realized he was holding his breath. “Silo, what?” I grabbed his forearm.
Silo started but didn’t take his eyes away from the crowd. “Him. With the tan. In the cargo shorts.” Silo jerked his head toward a man sitting at a bench three away from our own.
I could only see him because not many other people were sitting. Sandy-blond hair hung in thin, string-like strands down his neck, curled upward at the tips atop his shoulders. His bangs curled in a similar way, allowing him to leave them long without them getting in his eyes.
“What about him?” I turned back to Silo, who sat with his shoulders rigid and his fists clenched in tight white balls at his sides. Almost like he had a gun to his back, I thought.
“His name’s Tito.” Silo snarled, as though uttering the name hurt his tongue.
In addition to the dark gold-streaked blond of his hair, Tito had a nice, natural, even brown tan with nary a trace of a faux orange. And nice, strong legs. I could tell because of the ratty cargo shorts he wore in addition to his skintight sky-blue tee. He looked like a surfer. I could see him perfectly in swim trunks on the shore of a beautiful beach with his toes curled in the sand, the waves of the sea crashing against his tanned skin. Yeah, he was easy on the eyes, but he wasn’t my type. Too much body hair. I could tell from his legs.
Without warning, Tito turned and looked straight at us. His gaze flickered to Silo, and he smiled, displaying all his teeth. Silo stared hard at the man and then shook his head.
“Are you okay?” I reached for one of Silo’s balled fists and caressed the tight skin covering his knuckles.
Silo nodded and shot from his seat like a bullet for the entrance of the carnival. I looked up to find Tito once more, but he was already gone. Confused, I dashed after Silo.
By the time I caught up with him, we were almost to the entrance. I’d broken a sweat running after his brisk walk, and he didn’t even do me the courtesy of slowing down when I finally reached him.
“What the hell was that about? Hey! Silo!” I followed him into the men’s room next to the main gate. “Silo?” I came up behind him and rubbed his shoulders.
“Th-that wasn’t him, Red. God, for a second I thought it was, and it scared the hell out of me.” I felt Silo shivering against my hands and pressed the whole of my body against his to steady him.
“Who?” I set my cheek against his nape.
“Tito. My cellmate.”
“But it wasn’t, right?” I stroked Silo’s back with my fingertips.
“No. Their faces weren’t the same.” Silo laughed suddenly. “I’m so stupid, getting all worked up. Tito has another five years left on his sentence at least. He hurt too many people to be out of prison now.”
Especially you. So Silo did still carry around some of what’d happened to him in the past. Just like me. “Come on.” I shook Silo’s shoulder. “Let’s go home.”
“Wait.” Silo turned to one of the restroom sinks and splashed water on his hands and face. “Okay, sorry. Just shook me up a bit.”
“Don’t apologize.” I guided him out of the restroom with an arm around his shoulder. “Don’t you ever apologize for something like this.”
Silo leaned against me. “Sorry for freaking out, then. Thinking it was him just really startled me, ya know? But really, I’m so stupid for—”
“Shh, Silo, please.”
“Red?”
I stopped walking, pulling Silo in front of me so I could look him in the eye. “I won’t let anyone hurt you, okay? I know you haven’t really known me long enough to understand why—”
“I understand.” Silo reached around my shoulders and held me close. I felt his fingers glide over the scars along my back. “I understand.”
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