Rick said, "Is there some place we can go and talk?" "You want to talk?," Keir raised an eyebrow. "I never thought I'd see the day." "Nah, I want to tell you this joke I heard." Keir nodded, patient. "Shoot." "Two Irish cops walk into a bar. The first cop says..." Rick's voice dropped. He said gruffly, "I love you. Come home." Keir managed to keep his voice steady. "What's the other cop say?" The sweetness of Rick's smile was like a kick in his chest. "That's what I'm here to find out, boyo.
Josh LanyonKit, you're forty. You look thirty. You act...well, never mind. You're carrying on like you think you're seventy
Josh LanyonFocus on someone elseโs problems for a change, I instructed myself. You need the practice. From now on youโll have to live in a world you didnโt make up. Horrible thought.
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