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I s questions thing I loved her for it No matter what happened with the club, she never saw me differently or isolated me There’d been many friends before her who couldn’t handle it I reach out and grab her hand, giving it a squeeze “Thank you”

“For what, being painfully honest?” Ruthie asks

“No, ass, for sticking by me”

“You should know by now I’ anywhere, babe You’re stuck with my crazy ass now” She wraps her arm around me

I allow myself to soak up her support and affection This was exactly what I needed, so by fast, and my anxiety was off the charts

“You ready for tomorrow?” Ruthie asks

“No I know the judge is going to throw the book at her, and when her last bit of hope is snatched away, she’s going to go down in a blaze of insanity You’ve seen her ht”

“Shit, is Bolt going to be there?”

“I think he wants to be I’ my boundaries He’s seen so ht to keep hi”

“Did he say why he wants to go?” she asks

“No I think in his oay, he wants to lend support and accept his new reality Right noe’re in limbo This will put an end to all that I think we both need the closure”

“Pro, Blue”

“What?” I ask cautiously

“You’ll allow yourself to truly be happy Whatever that means, whoever it hurts Because you deserve that”

I knohat she’s saying I look down at my hands “If it comes to it, I will” It’s ree our visit, but he was right We’re not getting any younger, and I’ the role of doormat