Page 21 of Words from the Heart
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“What do you see?” Parker looked up at his friend, realizing he’d glanced down at the table when he mentioned Delilah.
“You got a thing for this girl, don’t you?”
“It’s complicated.”
“Usually is. My friend.” Hank stood, tossing his empty bottle into the trash.
“You want to head over to the house with me? I need to finish fixing the deck. You’ll make it go quicker.”
“Well, let’s get to it.”
Parker slapped Hank on the back, “It’s good to have you here.” Deep down he was relieved to have something to take his mind off Delilah. Hank was a perfect distraction.
