Despite that, Kate and I had loved each other in a way that had saved each of our lives. I’d been depressed and alone after bein’ discharged from the army, workin’ myself into some kinda early grave at the hospital like fucked-up penance for the lives I’d taken ’til she and Cleo gave me focus and a reason to live. And Kate had been so deep in the pits of hell, she’d forgotten to hope for anythin’ else. The bond between us was unusual, hell yeah, but it was deeper than blood.
