He took the hand and could feel him starting to break, no longer able to hide his thoughts. God, he felt like a bitch.
“I get it…
So, is this your notice?” He didn’t blame her. It seemed like he was going to have to start the casino staff from scratch… rightfully so. He’d do better this time.
"Yeah, I guess it is. I was gonna have to cut hours a little bit t'help with plantin' season anyway. I'll stick 'round 'til y'got someone an' I know they're up t'snuff. I'll still be around when y'need me, I just-"
Yeah, she's rambling. She thought this was going to go worse,
Comments
“I get it…
So, is this your notice?” He didn’t blame her. It seemed like he was going to have to start the casino staff from scratch… rightfully so. He’d do better this time.
Yeah, she's rambling. She thought this was going to go worse,
"You [will] lemme know when y'need me, right? Cause I'll come back and fight someone about it if I gotta."
They had been right most of his life. But maybe, even if it was just for today, they were wrong.
He pulled his hand away after a moment, nodding and wiping +
“Yeah, yeah. I will.
Thanks, Eddie… for being a friend.”
She climbs completely over the back of the chair so he doesn't have much warning before she wraps him in a bear hug.
"An' I hope you feel better soon. Think you're too hard on yourself lately."
Big squeeze.