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I blew out a breath. “Look, it kinda fucked with my head being in that hospital. Seeing Wes lying there. You know?” It wasn’t a lie.
He swallowed, bobbing his head. “I’m sorry I wasn’t here.”
“You’re here a lot sooner than I expected,” I said, going on into the kitchen.
He’d never told us he was coming home, but he didn’t have to. I would have done the exact same thing.
You wouldn’t have left in the first place.
I poured some coffee and grabbed the heavy cream out of the fridge, smirking a little as I added it to my mug. Just because I could drink it black didn’t mean I liked to.
When I was done, I handed it to Win who added it to his mug. Then he added some sugar, three heaping spoonfuls.
“I see you haven’t kicked the sugar habit,” I mused as he sipped in appreciation.
“Life’s too short to drink shit coffee.”
“You read that on a fortune cookie?” I asked.
He made a face. “It was on the packet of instant coffee on the plane. I think it was a warning not to drink it because that swill was terrible.”
I laughed.
“New ink?” he asked, glancing at my chest over the rim of his mug.
I glanced down at the tree branch twisting from the design on my shoulder to snake over my collarbone. My shoulder was covered in a large tree with a round clock nestled in the leafless branches. The clockface had roman numerals on it, and in the center were exposed gears that were shadowed to look 3D. It was a large piece and a work in progress. To me, the clock symbolized life and how it was ruled by time, a currency we all needed but didn’t know how much we had. I liked the way it settled within the barren old trees with twisty and knotted branches, the clock itself representing life while everything around it was being overcome by death.
If you expected unicorns and rainbows… go find Jamie.Bro.
I wanted to extend a few branches across my collarbone and was thinking of putting the moon and stars around it. Once again, life battling it out with death.
Maybe just stars. I already have my own personal moon.
The coffee caught going down, the silky liquid turning into mud and making me hack.
Win lowered his mug a bit, watching me. “You good?”
“Wrong hole,” I rasped.
“That’s what she said,” Win quipped.
I barked a laugh. “I missed you.”
Win was light where I was dark. I couldn’t even imagine where my life would be right now if he hadn’t sat down beside me in kindergarten.
He is your sun, and Wes is your moon.
Coffee splashed over the edge of my mug when I thunked it down on the counter. I really needed to shut up my brain.
“Earth to Navarro.” Win beckoned.
I looked up. “Yeah, this piece is new,” I said, fingering the design. “Got it last month.”
“I like it.”
“You hungry?” I asked, going to the fridge to pull out some eggs.
“I could eat.”
