"And you were lucky to have her." Because she was. Love was something that he never regretted feeling, even if it had far too quickly warped into one of the most painful things.
The memory of waking up in Joe's arms wasn't something he'd trade for all the dreamless sleep in the world.
He was quiet for a moment, understanding her pointed line of questioning. They weren't good at small talk anymore. None of them were.
Reaching down, he pulled a pen from Gioia's vest and scrawled out a phone number onto his napkin. After a moment, he added another. Then he put the pen back and rezipped her vest before he slid the napkin across the table.
"The first number is the number of the guy who handles my support group. You should see about coming. See what it's all about. It helps.
"The second is my cell phone. I might not answer right away if I'm having a bad day, but keep calling. You'll get me."
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Date: 2020-10-04 11:47 pm (UTC)The memory of waking up in Joe's arms wasn't something he'd trade for all the dreamless sleep in the world.
He was quiet for a moment, understanding her pointed line of questioning. They weren't good at small talk anymore. None of them were.
Reaching down, he pulled a pen from Gioia's vest and scrawled out a phone number onto his napkin. After a moment, he added another. Then he put the pen back and rezipped her vest before he slid the napkin across the table.
"The first number is the number of the guy who handles my support group. You should see about coming. See what it's all about. It helps.
"The second is my cell phone. I might not answer right away if I'm having a bad day, but keep calling. You'll get me."