She brought him Gatorade.
On Thursday, two days before the wedding, Micah was still cooling off from his run, pacing in the dog park while Rocket ran amok with a standard poodle when Charlie showed up.
With a coffee and a bottle of Gatorade in hand.
It wasn’t even a big gesture.
But it was thoughtful and it made the lines blur for him. Again. Fiction and reality and what he’d wanted for so long were all blending together and his heart was a tangled, confused mess.
The night he’d helped o...
Published on March 27, 2019 22:16