“We’ll get through this,” I tell him, hoping like hell it’s true for both of us.
Chapter Nineteen
BENJI:
I have arrived at my brother’s domicile in one piece
PAIGE:
I’m glad to hear it
I happen to enjoy your piece
BENJI:
…
when I can scrape my brain out of the gutter, I’ll think of something funny, but for now all I’ve got is I miss you
PAIGE:
It’s only two weeks, right?
and maybe I like it when your brain gets dirty. Did you everthink about that?
BENJI:
constantly
and yeah, 2 weeks is the plan. The kids are okay for now, but Isaac is rough. I put him onto my therapist, so we’ll see how he goes. How is the shop? Are you surviving without your other half?
PAIGE:
well, he’s on the other side of the country right now, so …
sorry, I just miss you
BENJI:
nope, apology not accepted, I’m already tattooing that shit on my arm
PAIGE:
The shop is good, Skye’s already filled my messages with beach pics, and every so often Marcie comes over to complain so it’s like she’s still here
* * *
PAIGE:
BENJI:
Flannel suits you
I said you were trouble, now I know you’re also a thief
PAIGE:
