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Michael smirked, but he kneaset a deputy out here I need to get to that trailer”

Cooper nodded, and Michael shuffled his dad, who fought all the way down the hall He shoved him inside, and Cooper locked the door behind him His dad’s drunken yells followed him down the hall

Fuck, he was shaking

“You okay?”

“What? Hiet to o”

“No, I meant Dahlia”

He glared at the door that would lead him back out to her “Woman fucks me up”

Cooper was sympathetic “Been there”

Bracing hinore Dahlia’s big, concerned eyes In fact, he brushed right past her and out the door He didn’t think he could talk to her without yelling Plus, everyone was gawking

Everything Dahlia said to his dad was great, but she should’ve said it to him Which made him question the validity of it

Was it pity?

Did she say that all out of fuckin’ pity?

“Michael!”

He kept striding down the boards There was too ht now, and Dahlia had a habit of opening the door to it

“Michael” She grabbed his ar split open inside hiuish “Talk to me”