Dick didn’t sleep for as long as Jason thought he should, but he didn’t say a word as the older man shifted out of bed and onto his feet. All the clumsiness that the liquor had brought, what little there had been, was gone. Not even what was undoubtedly a horrific hangover could put a hitch in that fluid stride. Jason sat up a little and watched,
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There are some conversations that are really hard to write, even when you know what needs to be said. I hope you work through the funk with this chapter, I AM enjoying what you have so far. Thank you for sharing your work!
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