jimmyyyyyyy

“Do you want to hear something that will cheer you up?” he asks.
I shrug.
“Are you ready?”
I nod.
“I played Captain von Trapp in Year Four.”
“You did not.”
“Yeah, I did.”
The bus comes toward us, and as we stand up he breaks out into “Edelweiss” and he sings it loudly and dramatically, his voice wavering with mock emotion.
And I hug him, holding him tight. At first I think I’m doing it for him, but then I don’t want to let go, so he does the letting go.