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"Lenny?" he asked.
"Of me?"
"You look tired," she said.
Will closed the door behind him. The deadbolt clicked with a sound of finality. He didn't sit. He learned long ago that sitting next to Angie on a bad night was like sitting in a fire. You’d get burned, and you’d thank her for the warmth. will trent angie
He did. He lowered himself onto the gritty linoleum across from her, his long legs folding awkwardly. They were a yard apart. The gulf of a lifetime. "Lenny
"I am tired."
He didn't move. He reached over, took the bottle from her, and set it aside. Then he took her raw, bloody knuckles in his hands—his large, careful hands that could pick a lock or cradle a newborn—and held them. The deadbolt clicked with a sound of finality
