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“I never did thank you for everything—”
“No need,” I cut her off. “You shouldn’t have had to go through that, and I hate that you did, but I was glad I was there for you.”
“I was such a mess.” I could hear the sadness in her voice.
“And who would blame you. What happened wasn’t your fault—I shouldn’t need to tell you that, but I am. The thing that got me the most, was after you fell—after you broke down, you picked yourself back up. You have the most beautiful strength in you. And I’m lucky to have been there to see you rise after it all.”
“You amaze me, you know that?”
“Oh, yeah?” I raised a brow and flashed her a twinge of a cocky smile. She laughed, which was what I was going for.
“Fucking dimples. I swear.” She shook her head, huge smile still plastered on her face. “She’s a lucky fucking woman.”
I didn’t have to ask to know she was talking about Cami.
“Nah, I’m the lucky one.”
“Such a damn sap,” she said then bumped me playfully with her shoulder. “You’re a good friend and I’m so happy for you. Now we just need to find someone for Chris.”
“Isn’t that the damn truth.” We laughed and everything felt right with the world.
I had no idea when I rode up here that I would get some of the closure that I hadn’t even been aware that I needed. Not only closure, but a new direction for my future. Things had shifted but I couldn’t have felt more settled as I climbed on my bike the next day and drove away and headed home.
