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“I do believeI’msimply returning the favor. Remember, I’ve walked this road before you, my friend. And you were almost merciless.”
“I do believe that’s my cue to leave.” Heathcliff gave a mock salute to his friend and then gave a kind smile to Mrs. Keyes before heading down the hall and toward the stairway.
He passed the suit of armor and grinned. Bastard. From now on, whenever he passed the bloody thing, he’d think of Lucas and his horrible metaphor.
There were certainly worse things.
And he had a feeling his friend was more accurate than he’d known.
Forgive, forget, move on.
Odd how he was just now learning how to do those three things.
Better late than never.
