I miss Rachel like a piece of me has been cleaved away. She’s my best friend, Mars.” “I know.” “You three better be so fucking good to her,” I say, pointing a finger at him. “We will,” he says, getting to his feet. “You better,” I challenge, rising to my feet too. “Or I am gonna come down there to Jacksonville. And I’m going to chop you up into tiny little bits and feed you to those damn sea turtles.”
