“I won’t lie,” he confessed. “I wish I hadn’t seen some of the stuff I did. I’d sleep better, that’s for sure. But I’d never wish to change anything about us. Unless it was to try a little harder to keep in touch after I got back stateside.”
“No, don’t worry about that. You were dealing with the injury. I can’t even imagine how much that must have disrupted your life.”
“So don’t imagine it. I’m fine now, that’s all that matters.” Resuming his path down the stairs, he added, “And it’s even better having you around.”
“Then I won’t get drunk and maudlin about all the years we’ve missed out on.” He gently clapped Harvey on the back. “I’ll just enjoy the few days we have together now.”
So would Harvey. He was already wishing he wouldn’t have to say goodbye again. 2