Patrick always had a reason we had to move.
A better opportunity.
A fresh start.
Another town.
Another apartment.
Another promise that this one would be different.
I never questioned it much.
Life happens.
People lose jobs.
Sometimes you just have bad luck.
Besides...
He sacrificed so much after Dad died.
Didn't he?
When I finally got approved for the loan to make this place happen? He was over the moon.
I think it was the first time my big brother’s ever been proud of me.
The thought leaves a funny ache in my chest that I shove aside before it can settle.
This place...
This town...
The Watering Hole...
It all feels different.
Like maybe—for the first time in a long time—I've finally found somewhere to stay.
Somewhere I can belong.
Somewhere I might actually make friends who stick around.
I don't realize I'm smiling until my attention slides past the happy couples.
Past Alex.
Past Sawyer.
Until it lands on him.
Micah Fiero.
He always comes in last.
Always.