Ker stands there in the hut, watching as Phong packs his belongings. His arms are wrapped tightly around himself, and unwanted sting his eye. The days leading up to Phong leaving to America went by much too fast. Neither left each others sight for a . They were always . But, now the horrible day come where Phong must leave to America. Ker doesn’t want Phong to leave, of course, but Ker he must. America is a place for a better future for Phong. Phong doesn’t deserve to in such a horrible, war torn place. Phong zips up his backpack and places it over his shoulder. He stands up , and walks to Ker. He leans down to a kiss to Ker’s waiting lips. Ker closes his eyes as finally slip from his eye. "Ready to go, Phong?" Ker forces himself to question. Phong nods reluctantly, and moves to take Ker’s hand in his own, giving it a soothing squeeze. He doesn’t want to go. He doesn’t want to leave his , darling Ker behind. But, he knows he has no other choice but to go. "Let’s go then," Ker weakly, […]

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