“Twice,” ribbed Colson.
I felt myself turning bright red at the recollection. Still, I knew what they were doing, and I appreciated it greatly. Only the best of friends could downplay a near-fatal mistake that easily could’ve cost all of us our lives.
But damn, if it wasn’t good to hear my father’s voice again.
“I promise, we’re gonna get you back to you dad,” said Ripley. He clapped me so hard on the shoulder, I almost tipped over. “And when we do, trust me; we’re gonna tell himallthe silly shit you did.”
I smiled back at him in gratitude. I was beaming now. Inside and out.
“But for now…”
A duffel bag, thrown by Colson, hit me full force. I caught it against my chest, then watched as he nodded in the direction of the front door.
“It’s time to go.”
