“You think I’d’ve done nearly as good this week without you? You think of things I don’t. You’re better at finding houses with food and gas. You… you make things nice. I might not have even kept going if not for you, especially if we didn’t have that message. You make me…” I’m staring at him in astonishment. “I make you what?” Travis’s face twists like he’s regretting what he said. “Nothin’.”
