Page 11 of Waiting for Redemption

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Tucker

I can meet you in half an hour.

Me

I think I changed my mind. I don’t want to go with you anymore.

Tucker

Tucker

Tucker

Me

Meet you at Hall’s in half an hour. Leave the sass at home will ya?

Tucker

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“How’s work been at the bar?” Tucker asks, taking a drink from his water bottle while I use my foam roller.

“It’s fine.” I would pay all the money I have right now tonottalk about work.

“That’s…good?” He gives me a look urging me to elaborate.

“It’s not what I want to do, Tuck, but I’m not gonna complain.” I sigh, standing up to grab my water.

“Look, I know it’s not the best, but Max was being a good friend by offering you a position there until you can find something else,” he says almost defensively.

“I know he was. I’m not discrediting the gesture.” I take a deep breath, trying to choose my next words carefully. “It’s just… I needmore. I need to be doing something that makes me feel like I’m making a difference.” He nods his head slowly at my response.

“Then start looking for more, brother. You won’t find something if you’re not actively looking.” He claps my shoulder, sending a shock of pain down my side. I close my eyes as my jaw tightens in an effort to keep me from wincing.

“1…2…3… UP!” The pain shoots all the way down my legs as the guys lift me into the Medevac. “You’re gonna be alright man. We’ll get you back out here in no time.” Dom nods reassuringly, though I have no hope of that happening with the way my spine currently feels.

“Just hang in there, Tank. You’re gonna be fine.”

“Tank?” Tucker snaps in front of my face, as my eyes fly back open. “You good man?” he asks, staring at me a little more closely.

“Yeah. I just…” I swallow hard, debating whether or not to bring up the flashbacks to Tucker. But he already concerns himself with me too much, I don’t need to give him another reason to worry about anything.

“I’m good. You’re right. I’ll start looking.” I agree as we grab our stuff to leave.

Maybe Tucker is right, maybe I just need to start looking for something that will make me feel…useful.

Because these days, I feel anything but. Especially with these flashbacks that do nothing but remind me of what I’mnotdoing.

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