"Yeah, we gotta stay positive. HIV positive." Felix teased as he came over to Holden and stroked his hair, trying to make it look less ruffled too. "It ain't a sad and lonely life unless you make it one. There's a lot of us. One in five, ain't it? We aren't as small as people think. We aren't alone either. One day they'll see it. Give it thirty years, maybe forty, and we'll have less to march for. I can feel it."

He pulled away, shrugging, trying not to look at Holden. "I won't live to see it but hopefully, you know, some of those kids will."