“I’m not that man, Jessie,” he says softly. “Not up here. But… out there, things are different.” He hangs his head low. “I know that.” I sit up and take one of his hands in mine. “Just because you do bad things, doesn’t mean you’re not a good man.” “I’m not a good man, Angel. Not even close. But I want to be a better one with you.” “I think you might be the best man I know,” I say as I reach up and place my hand on his cheek.
