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Nash climbed down and thought about wrestling that smug grin off his brother’s face but thought better of it. Ford had a mean right hook.

“I’m not sure but think I may have woken up a few days ago in this like weird parallel universe where everything is the same and yet different,” Nash said. “My quiet life is now anything but.”

“It’s good for you.” Ford shrugged. “So, you want me to hammer in some nails or carve you something?” Ford asked.

“You can’t carve shit.”

“I would though, for you. And you could put it by your front door to always remember me.”

“Where are you going?”

“For those long nights when you miss me.”

“Fuck off.” Nash walked inside with the duck on his heels.

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