“Charlie deserves the best.” That was pretty much how I felt about everything Charlie. She was my wife, and I felt this need to give her everything I knew she wouldn’t dream of asking for. Including the biggest tree on the lot. Ryan’s laughing expression caught my eye. “You have it bad.” “Define have it bad.” “You have feelings for her,” he accused. “Like real emotions that make you do things you’d never do.” I paused. “I don’t know what I’m feeling.” “Ha.” He pointed at me. “I knew it.”
