“Want to play again when you come over tomorrow?” “Sure.” Nick selected to restart the level. “And I’m not done for today yet. So I go left at that turn?” “Right. You go left.” “You mean correct. I go left.” “Right.” The game loaded as Nick glared at Colton. Colton grinned back at him, so big and broad and wide it made Nick’s cheeks ache in sympathy. He hadn’t seen those sad, lost eyes in hours. Whatever else, he counted that a win.
