“We could watch TV or play cards…unless you feel like fooling around a little.”
Mitch sighed. “You are an asshole, Tommy Kastle.”
“You know what my mom said. Go with your strengths.”
Mitch shut his eyes. He missed Lily, but they had a life again, Chrissy and he. And in the greater scheme of things, that would have to be enough. The sky was still blue. And the sun still rose. The birds still sang and Tommy was still a dick.
There was peace in that, now wasn’t there?
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