honestly. I haven’t looked at
them in years.
When are you coming
back to Snow Creek?
I have business with
my father.
Are you going to ask him about…?
Not sure.
If you’re staying in his house,
you need to take care of this.
I’m not. I’m heading to our
condo in Glenwood Springs.
Looking for a place. And a job.
Good for you, but we need
you to help us figure this
whole thing out.
Silence for a while, until he finally responded.
I can’t do this anymore. I have
to heal. I have to face the reality
of my life now. I can’t help you.
My fingers hovered over the tiny keyboard as I thought about how to respond. I could hardly blame him for wanting out. After all, our fight wasn’t his fight. His beef was with his father. Well, his father and Tom Simpson, but Simpson was dead.
Thanks for looking
for the cufflinks.
No problem. Give Jade my
best. And tell her I’m sorry.
For what?
Everything.
I threw the phone on my bed just as it dinged with another
text.
This time from Bryce.