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“So?” Gibsie glared across the table at him. “I’m not asking you to fuck your mother.” Grinning, he added, “I’ll save ...
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“You keep your beady, little eyes off my...
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“I don’t have beady eyes. I have ...
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“Someone take him away from me before I ...
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“I’m going to be sick,” I warned, lunging for the toilet bowl as the contents of my stomach left my body.
“I’ve got ya, brother,” Gibs coaxed, kneeling on his bathroom floor beside me and rubbing my back. “Get it all out.”
“Kav?” Feely laughed, joining in on the drunken debauchery now he had loosened up with a belly full of vodka. “No offense, Hugh, and I mean this in the sincerest way, because I love Kav like a brother, but he hasn’t bothered to learn any of our sisters’ names, let alone girlfriends’.”
“Don’t you be talking shit about my Johnny,” Gibsie growled, puffing out his chest. “I’ll take the head off ya for that.”
“All I’m saying is Kav is interested in a grand total of three things: rugby, the labrador, and Gibs. Anything other than that and he’s not taking notes.”
Gibsie was a lot of things, but disloyal was not one of them. In my whole life, I had never met a more faithful human being. It didn’t matter if we were on the outs or not, he never breathed a word of my personal life to anyone—not even to Johnny and Claire.
He had more shit on me than any one of our friends, had lived through the worst of my days with me, and I knew with absolute certainty that he would take all of it to the grave.
I suppose I had spent so long getting the head bitten off me for acknowledging the lad that I wasn’t used to spending quality time with him.
“It’s all good, Hugo,” Gibsie interjected, clearly reading my mind. “Water under the bridge,” he added with a mischievous wink. “I’m just glad I’ve got my friend back on a full-time basis. That shared custody of you was triggering bad memories for me.” Chuckling, he added, “I’ll happily take full custody of you in the divorce, though.”
Christ, I was a shitt...
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“I don’t know where I’d be right now without you, lad.”
“If you were a cake, you’d eat yourself, Gibs.”
“I need to get this off my chest and I need you to let me.”
“All right.” Swallowing deeply, I forced a nod. “I’m listening.”
“I’m really sorry for not taking accountability sooner, but knowing that I hurt you is the hardest pill I’ve ever had to swallow.”
“I know you need to stay away from me,” she breathed, body racking with tremors. “And I know why you can’t be my friend anymore, but I just want you to know that I am so grateful to have had you in my life.” A pained sob escaped her when she said, “I’ll never have a greater friend, Hugh Biggs, or a greater love.”
“I’ll never stop being sorry for betraying you,” she said, holding her head in her hands. “And I’ll never forgive myself for killing us.”

