“I was wrong. Yes, I’d lost hockey. Yes, it fucking hurt. But I’m not that man anymore.” “Who are you, then?” Lucian cupped my cheek with his warm hand and tilted my face up to his. “I’m Lucian, Brick, honey pie, the man who loves Emma, Snoopy, honeybee with all his heart. And I’m not going back. I’m staying right here.”
