"Don't TELL me," Tommy said. He wanted to know. He really wanted to know more. What else could Teddy do? He'd wondered before, yeah, but not ... in depth.

Tommy scrubbed a hand across his eyes, leg pressing more against Teddy's and shoulder budged up closer to his. He didn't realize he was doing it, it was just like a magnet. "It's not me, it's ... whatever the fuck this is, and that I look like Billy."