"You totally love her."
"I do."
"So? What the hell is the problem?"
"I don't know if I can trust her. I want to…"
"But you told her the past was the past. She didn't betray your trust."
"Yeah." That makes sense. It does. But it doesn'tfeelright.
"Okay. She should have told you. But this isn't about her. It's about you. Well, and about me. Sorry. I kinda fucked this up for you on both sides." Her laugh is nervous.
"Yeah. But it's still on me."
"Well… can you forgive her?"
"I do."
"Can you trust her one day?"
"I hope so."
She grabs my arm. "NoI hope so. You can. I know you can. So stop with the bullshit. If I can get sober, you can trust this girl you're madly in love with."
"Yeah…"
"Oh my God. What's with this sudden mellowness? I know that's your thing, Walker. But don't be an idiot. You love her. You can get to trusting her again. You really think you're going to meet another girl who makes you feel like this?"
I can't help but smile. "You're back to your old self."
"Not quite. But I'm getting there." She takes another sip. "Are you gonna fix this?"
"I don't know."
"You should."
I chuckle. "Have you always been this wise?"
"Only about certain topics." She plays with a strand of dark hair. "I… I really am sorry, Walker. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be such a mess."
"Am I that bad?"
"Depends on the scale." Her voice gets soft. "You're a good brother. And a good guy. I hope you figure it out."
"Me too."