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McCall:You have lately. But since you got shot, ended up in a coma, and lost the ability to speak… I’ll give you a pass.

Booker:Want to talk about it?

McCall:Not really. I want to have a glass of the expensive-ass whiskey I had you buy me and go to bed.

Booker:You know you can talk to me about your hard days.

McCall:I know, cuz, thanks. You know it wouldn’t kill you to ask Macie about her day.

Booker:I ask her about her day, you know, in between all the other stuff.

McCall:You better start living in the present with her. You’re coming home soon, and the past isn’t going to sustain her forever.

Booker:The past seems to mostly piss her off.

McCall:You blame her?

Booker:Nope.

McCall:Ask the girl how her damn day was.

Booker:I am. I will.

Booker + Macie

Booker:I fly out tomorrow, as long as everything goes the way it’s supposed to.

Macie:Wow. It’s real, huh?You’re coming home.

Booker:How does that make you feel, baby?

Macie:A little terrified, a little excited. I have butterflies and I can’t really tell the exact reason. I haven’t talked to you in years, I made myself move on. Now you’re back in my life and I found out my parents are the ones who drove you away.

Booker:All fair and valid points. I’m glad at least part of you is excited. Even if it’s small.

Macie:How are you feeling?

Booker:Ready. I’m so damn ready, Macie. I’ve missed you every second of every day. I’ve been homesick from the moment I stepped onto that bus out of town.

Macie:You know how you feel, and that makes me feel guilty that I don’t.

Booker:We’ve lived different truths the last four years. There’s no reason we should feel the exact same about what’s happening between us.

Macie:You always know the right thing to say.

Booker:Only to you. And maybe I’m making up for all the months and months I said nothing.

Macie:I’ve been taking care of your mom’s place.

Booker:McCall told me. Thank you for doing that. She’ll be happy to know you were there.

Macie:Things seem weird all of a sudden. Like we’re both being polite.

Booker:You want me to be a dick?

Macie:I don’t know what I want. I think I need some time, some space. At least until you’re home. Is that okay?

Booker:Of course it is, baby.

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