Tom tried to let everything go, to finally give up the ghost. Sixteen is too old, seventeen, he kept telling himself, even as he filled the margins of his school notes with scratchy imitations of Sco’s face, but nothing looked right. He’d sorted through so many reference photos, all trying to find that particular jawline, that nose, that exact brow line. Nothing was right.
Eighteen is too old, he thought to himself as he read through uni brochures, sorting through the credentials of their history programs. He liked all aspects of history, really, but he’d be lying if he said that the First World War wasn’t his deepest passion, even as the recorded histories and grainy photographs turned his stomach with a particular type of dread, like a cold wind against his spine. It was horrifying, but it was also everything.
Tom had no idea why.
When Tom sees the face of his childhood imaginary friend on a stranger, he's obviously a little curious. But when that stranger turns out to be the handsome mystery that is Will Schofield, well, Tom might be a little bit in love.
- Part 2 of Remember Not to Forget
Every day, Will tried to hold it all in a little better than the day before. Some days, he even succeeded.
But every night was a minefield, laying in the dark, desperate for sleep, desperate for peaceful darkness in the space behind his eyes.
He didn’t dream of the blood, of the mud, of the bullets every night, but the fear was always there. The fear was almost worse than the dreams by now, the clinging anxiety of knowing it could arrive at any time, invading his dreams of the little girls dancing through the halls, of the sounds of singing and chatter and laughter.
Will has lived his life with the ghosts of the past invading his dreams and bleeding into his connections in the waking world, but his neat, routine existence is thrown into upheaval when Tom Blake wanders into his life.
- Part 1 of Remember Not to Forget