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“I understand.” He cleared his throat. “It appears I owe you an apology.”

I agreed but didn’t say so. He wasn’t wrong in what he did. He went with what his eyes had seen, and I couldn’t fault him for that. I appreciated he had his convictions.

I had mine too.

“A friend of yours told me what happened . . . with that man. I-I didn’t hear what he said to Eric. If I had, I’d have slapped him myself. And you know my stance on violence.”

I smiled. “I appreciate that.”

“I was wrong. I don’t expect you to forgive me, but please know how deeply sorry I am.”

“You’re forgiven.”

That’s what Eric would want. And I did too. If I held a grudge, it would hurt me the worst, and I needed all the positivity we could find.

“Thank you. I hope you and Eric stop by sometime soon.”

A bit of pressure released from my shoulders. “We’d like that.”

“Is it too soon to make another order? My customers have been going crazy without your dog food so I need to double it. And I fully support businesses who stand up for justice.”

Eric was my brother. I hadn’t done anything spectacular, but I appreciated Garrison recognized that.

“I think we can manage. We’ll see you tomorrow morning?”

I gave Eric a thumbs-up.

“Looking forward to it.”

I hung up and grinned. “Get out some more carrots. Garrison is doubling his order.”

It was the first thing that had gone right since we’d been back at our old apartment. We had to make the most of it.

“We’re gonna be late, sis.”

Eric poked his head in my bedroom door.

“I just need to put my shoes on.” I balanced on one leg, hopping as I tried to put on a heel. “That purple brings out your eyes, bow tie.”

“And you look really pretty,” he said once I’d straightened.

“Ready to tackle the day?” I grabbed my purse and keys.

“Ready.” He hung around in the door. “Do you think Lincoln will help us with the big order?”

My heart dropped. Eric had been a little down since we’d moved, and I hadn’t been great at trying to work through the hurt. Because I didn’t want to face it. And of course he was sensitive to that.

I brushed his hair back from his face. “I don’t think so.”

His features dimmed another notch, but he was tough. “I’ve got your phone.”

“Then let’s do this thing.”

If it wasn’t for Eric, I wouldn’t be holding on. But I had to put on a brave face for him. I figured if I spent most of my waking hours pretending I didn’t miss Lincoln, that eventually one day it would become true.

“Hey, Garrison.”

Eric tried to wave with the box he was carrying in his hand, but failed.

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