Each other.
We leave the theater wreathed in smiles. Spyke gives the film 87 out of 100. Spyder pronounces it awesome but muses that he would probably not see it again.
In the parking lot we separate. As I near my car, I see them in the distance. They are talking, rough-housing, and laughing. They pile into their truck as I step into my car and we all drive away. And I, as always, am alone, and they, as always, have each other.
In the parking lot we separate. As I near my car, I see them in the distance. They are talking, rough-housing, and laughing. They pile into their truck as I step into my car and we all drive away. And I, as always, am alone, and they, as always, have each other.