“Tell her I died. She’d be happier that way.”
Chev was sitting at the edge of his bed, sulking, but Dakota was having none of it.
“That’s not true. The whole gang needs to be back together. You included.”
“Chev. You told me not a month past that you’d be willing to do anything for me after I took you in and sobered your ass up…”
“Yes. This. This or nothing. It’s the only thing I’d ask of you. Isn’t this part of your twelve steps? To apologize to people you’ve wronged.”
“Don’t have to do it in person.”
“Yes. You do.”