Cody found him a few minutes later, leaning against the wall, staring at nothing. He ran his eyes over Mitch’s face, which Mitch was sure was tomato-red with something akin to bewildered hurt. “What happened?” The sympathy in Cody’s voice tugged something loose in Mitch. He shook his head and blinked the burn out of his eyes. “Mitch?” I have no substance. I’m worthless.
