Page 45 of Come Apart
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Something to commemorate the premiere.
Something better than flowers, candy, or stuffed animals. She'd recede into herself and lock me out if I even dreamed of buying her candy. I would never be that insensitive about her recovery.
And she isn't really a stuffed animal type. Hell, the only two things she wants are coffee and books for her Kindle.
Huh.
Maybe I just need to stay in those two lanes then.
I tighten my grip on the steering wheel, switching lanes on the still sparsely populated highway.
I hope Samantha is getting the help she needs.
It sounds awful, but the sooner she's better, the sooner I can be back home with Alyssa.
