Before I could stop myself, I turned and grinned at Edin for just a second, overwhelmed with gratitude towards the big purple monster. I wouldn’t have gotten this far without him. Hell, I wouldn’t have gotten out of that fucking sinkhole in Kentucky without him. I owed him so much. Edin stared at me, looking mildly shocked. At first I couldn’t think why, then I realised—I was smiling. Had I ever smiled at him before? God, I really was a surly asshole. Why had he even put up with me for this long?
