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One day, he started screaming.
He screamed until he lost his voice, until he’d broken everything he could reach. He roared at his ghosts and yelled at his own sorrow until there was nothing left, and he had no more tears, and his bones shook so hard that he was sure he was going to fall apart. Saoirse picked him up, brought him to bed, and told her new son to rest his poor head. How horrible it must be, being so lonely.