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“You in good head space now?”

“Yeah. Real good.”

“You walking?”

“Yeah. I’m in Tennessee. Turns out good old Ronald kidnapped me, or took me away from my mom and twin brother before I was four years old.”

“What the fuck?! Are you shitting me?”

“Would I shit my favorite turd?”

Lucky laughed.

“Jesus, Kai, I knew your father was a bastard of epic proportions, but to steal you from your mama and your twin brother, that’s just fucking vile.”

“Yeah,” I agreed.

“What are they like?” he asked.

“My mother died over ten years ago,” I whispered. That still hurt to think about. I needed to find out where she was buried. I needed to find out what her favorite flowers were. I needed to…

“Aw, Kai. That bites. What about your brother?”

“He’s in the service. He’s overseas at the moment. I did a FaceTime talk with him. We’re still trying to figure out a way for us to get together.”

“Really? Can’t he come to where you are? Or, can’t you go to where he is?”

“It’s a little more complicated than that.”

“Well uncomplicate it. He’s your family. He’s your twin. Figure it out.”

I grinned. Damn, I’d missed Lucky.

“I’m calling because I’ve got another problem.”

“Before you get into that, you haven’t told me. How are you doing physically?”

“Pretty damn good. I can actually jog, maybe run, but not push it. I can ride a bicycle, no mountain biking. I’m allowed to lift more and more each month.”

“Fucking A. That’s fucking wonderful!”

“Yeah, the physical therapist I had at Walter Reed was amazing. He was determined to push my ass over the finish line whether I wanted him to or not.”

“Now that guy, I’ll send him flowers.”

I found myself laughing again.

“So what’s your other problem?”

“Ronald.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll tell everyone here in Dillingham what happened. If he shows his face anywhere, he’ll be in for the beating of his life.”

“What do you mean if he shows his face? Aren’t you working on his boat?”

“They took it from him. He wasn’t making his payments.”

“The fishing was that bad?”