If you are out there somewhere watching over me, you’ve probably caught a glimpse of two—or a billion—of me with Pax. He’s pretty great. Super patient and understanding. You’d love him. I know you would. You’d approve, too. Of how he treats me. I don’t know if you sent Pax to me, but if you did, thank you. And if you didn’t, well, still thank you. He won’t replace you. No one can replace you, Archer. But he does make me happy.
