why we are about to drink champagne.
He moves close to me.
I anticipate.
As he sits there, eyes focused intently on me, he opens his mouth to speak.
Before he gets anything out, I say, “To LOVERS!”
I have so many good emotions flooding back into me now with those words. They mean something to me now. Not like when Marcus made that toast months ago. It means something now. Yes… lovers. We are lovers. His lips curl at the ends and he nods in agreement.
We take a drink. And then another. We get closer to each other and just watch the fire dance and the stars float above. We don’t say anything. There is nothing left to say. We just sit, hold each other, and drink our champagne. Comfortable. Relaxed. No longer chasing anything. Either of us. It feels good. It feels like it should.
In the morning, Nicky calls again and we visit the hospital with her, hoping that we can take Marcus home today. He is feeling much better, but still sore. His complexion has returned and some of the bandaging has been removed. We can see him for who he is again.
“Doc says I’ll be out of here tomorrow,” he tells us.
“Awesome,” Tyson says.
“Totally sweet,” Nicky says.
“Yeah, I feel so much better today. He thinks I’ll be back to work in no time. There won’t be much in the way of therapy or anything. Just rest,” he adds. “I’ll fly back to meet you and John in a few days, Tyson, we’ll finish what we started.”
Tyson turns to look at me and then back to Marcus. “It’s over Marcus. There is no more Mexico. I’m done with all that. Out of the game. I’m staying home now.”
“What? What do you mean? You’re giving it all up?”
“Yeah, comes a time when that is the right thing to do. To just move on to the next thing in life. And I’ve found that next thing.”
I wrap my arm around his waist as he says this and I see Marcus glance towards Nicky.
“I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I kind of know what you mean,” Marcus says, “It’s a lot to walk away from, what about the-“
“-It’s nothing Marcus. Money doesn’t mean anything. It’s nice to have but the other things are more important.”
Tyson’s phone rings while he is talking and he motions that he needs to take the call. He walks out of the room. And Marcus just smiles at me, giving me that approving, but not condescending look. “I’m happy for you Kase. Really happy for you.”
“Thanks Marcus. Thanks.” The moment is slightly awkward considering all of our history and with Nicky standing there. But we all get it. When you are tight, really tight, with your friends you get past that stuff. The things that affect most people don’t affect tight friends. We just have that understanding.
CHAPTER 12
The sun is up today in a most impressive way. No brighter than usual, but its rays are casting through the trees and reflecting off things, flashing around the forest floor out back. The cabin’s great room is filled with this light and Bear is wandering around, with that happy-go-lucky look. Tongue hanging out, tail wagging. The dog’s day always starts this way, but there is something to him this morning. He is more excited than normal.
I grab a treat for him and send him out the back door. He runs off towards the horses and around the bend into the trail. He stops and looks back, like I should follow him, but it’s too early and I have other business first. He seems to get that quickly as I motion him to go and he runs off.
I’ve gathered the necessary things, brewed the first pot of coffee and sit at the table to relax and enjoy the freshness of the coffee, the thought of a new day, and the morning paper. Today is going to be a good day , I tell myself.
Nicky is picking up Marcus today and if all is well with him, they will be coming for dinner. Tyson is very excited this morning too. He was up cleaning the place before the crack of dawn and he’s already ready and almost out the door to go the store. He
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