O4m Barbershop Sc. 2 Official

He’d hate this.

They’re lying. It doesn’t get easier. You just get taller. The grief stays the same size, but you grow around it. Eventually, you forget it’s there. Until you bump into it again in the dark.

Ezra sets the mirror down. Picks up his helmet. This time, he holds it like a helmet, not a bomb. o4m barbershop sc. 2

Good.

Then you came to the wrong place.

That’s the part you hold onto.

Chair’s warm. Sit.

Ezra laughs. It’s small. Rusty. But real.