My heart beats a little faster in my chest but I refuse to let myself get derailed. I can’t look back now. What’s done is done.
“It’s not uncommon for ex-addicts to go to meetings.”
“No, but considering up until this week he’s only been to two in six months, I’d say that’s a pretty clear indication that he’s struggling.”
“Are you trying to make me feel guilty for leaving?” I look up to meet his gaze. “Because he made his stance on this pretty clear.”
“I don’t mean to broach a sensitive subject. I know you’re hurting. I just thought maybe it would help to know that you’re not the only one.”
“Well it doesn’t.”
“Okay. I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay.” I let out a slow sigh. “I should go.”
“Yeah.” He rocks back on his heels.
“Take care of everyone, yeah?”
“You know I will.” He snags one arm around my bag less shoulder and pulls me in for a quick hug. “Now go conquer the world.”
“Oh I will.” I smile up at him when he releases me. “Love you, big brother.”
“Love you too.”
With that I turn and head into the airport.