“You managed to keep Isaac sober?” I nodded. “Mostly, for about 90 minutes, yeah.” He blinked at me. “You’re a miracle worker; you have no idea how much that means to us,” he told me plainly. I rolled my eyes. “Ethan said he’s buying me jewelry, Zeke is fixing my truck. I think I’m getting the idea.” Miles smiled at me. “I’ll be your IT guy any time,” he told me simply.
