Chapter Twenty
Suffer Me Not To Be Separated From Thee
St. SebastianThe others are standing in an awkward semicircle outside the chapel when he and Auden arrive. Becket, Delphine, and Poe are silently passing around a big growler of beer while Rebecca paces in front of the rose-lined entrance. They all look up at him and Auden as they come into the clearing—Poe and Delphine with relief, Rebecca with impatience, and Becket with something deeply inscrutable.
“Auden’s crying rose petals,” Saint says. He doesn’t know why he says it, except there’s this reflexive instinct to assure everyone they hadn’t been f*****g by the river. And it’s an instinct he doesn’t really understand, because hadn’t he begged Auden to do just that not twenty minutes ago? Wasn’t he the one to kneel at Auden’s
