“You were so full of fire back then,” Denver whispered. “I know you think Sky was the heart of this place, but it was you. Always. Everything you did brought life to the Triple Creek. No one could touch that, not me, not your folks, not even your brother. But now… God, Lane. You think clowning around and pretending you’ve got nine lives to rip through fools anyone into thinking there’s not a huge chunk of you missing?”