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He sits down in the chair that’s next to the couch. “Damn, dude, I’m sorry. I can only imagine how crazy you’re going right now.”
“Yeah, pretty much. If I don’t hear something soon, I might drive around and see if I spot her SUV anywhere. I figure she’s hanging with Tracy.”
He sighs. “I just saw Tracy in town. Andi wasn’t with her.”
“Shit,” I groan.
“She just probably needed to calm down…or sober up.”
I scoff. “Yeah, you certainly kept them flowing last night,” I say with a bit more sarcasm than I intend.
“Bro, she was drunk after three Long Island’s. I switched to regular tea with some fruit juice in it. She never knew the difference.”
I laugh. “Thanks.”
We are quiet for a minute before he gets up to leave.
I call after him. “You’re doing better, aren’t you?”
He gives a faint smile. “I’m trying. It’s hard when everyone thinks you’re just a screw-up. Sometimes, I get where Dad was coming from. It’s easier to stay drunk and high rather than deal with your problems.”
“But it’ll be worth it,” I try to reassure.
“I know.”
“Hey, thanks for coming by to check on Andi. Means a lot.”
He shrugs. “She’s family now. Family looks out for each other.”
“I’m sorry I’ve been an ass,” I blurt. “Everyone was trying to tell me you were doing better, but I didn’t want to hear it.”
“I get it. You were pissed at me. Hell, I was pissed at myself. But when I finally got clean, it was like everything became clear. I knew how I wanted to live my life from that point on.”
I take a deep breath. “Jared told me what went down in Nashville. I’m really sorry about your baby and your girl.”
“The situation sucks, but at the end of the day, it got me clean. Life takes you to some unexpected places, but not all of them are bad.”
My phone buzzes next to me with a text message. When I see Andi’s name, my heart practically jumps out of my chest.
Andi: 67 Cherry Hill St, Chicago, IL. Please come, and I’ll explain everything.
Without another thought, I immediately jump off of the couch and begin to put my boots on.
“What’s going on?” Jessie asks.
“Do you think could take Beau to Momma’s for a day or two?”
“Sure. But where are you going?”
“To get my woman.”
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The next morning, my cab pulls up outside the address that Andi gave me. On my way to the airport, I tried calling her to tell me what was going on, but it just kept going straight to voicemail.
I assume that I’m standing outside of Cheryl’s house. That is the only person she ever talked about knowing in Chicago. At least, I’m really hoping it’s Cheryl’s house. If anything has happened to her, I will tear this town apart like Liam Neeson to find her.
Thankfully, when the door opens, a middle-aged brunette woman is staring back at me. She crosses her arms over her chest and looks me up and down.
