“Hey, what am I supposed to do with this key,” I call to Jake’s retreating form. “Use it,” he replies. “Until you’re back on your feet.” “I’ll have Shelbs alert the WAGs,” Sully adds. As team captain, his wife Shelby is queen of the wives and girlfriends. I’m about to be buried under a mountain of homemade soups, cookies, and casseroles. “But I don’t even know where Mars lives,” I call as Jake pulls open the door. “What’s the address?” Jake glances over his shoulder. “1006 Harbor Road. Oh, and he’s got this awesome sauna thing out on the patio. Might help you loosen up that knee,” he adds with
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