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“Awesome,” Kolt replied. “What’s your type? Maybe I can help you out.”

A vision of Silas immediately popped into my mind, and I was speaking before I could stop myself.

“Athletic, tatts, and an attitude that challenges me.”

Kolt chuckled. “That sounds remarkably precise.”

I shrugged. “I’m sure lots of guys fit that bill.”

“Right,” Kolt added as he leaned in closer. “So, tell me about this guy you’re crushing on.”

I shook my head.

“I’ll need another beer first.”

CHAPTER 17

SILAS

After a couple of bags of IV fluids, blood tests, and a follow-up appointment with his gastro specialist, Josiah was given the all-clear to head home. He looked a lot better than when I’d first arrived. This visit was, thankfully, a lot shorter than past ones, and a couple hours later, we headed out of the hospital.

“The doctors said you might need to try a new medication. I know it’s a pain but maybe it’s for the best.”

“I wanted to have a normal summer.”

“It’s still going to happen,” I insisted as I unlocked the truck. “It was one day.”

I slid into the driver’s seat and glanced over at my brother.

“So, you won’t stop me from going back to work?” Josiah replied.

“No. Why would I do that?”

“Because I passed out. And it could happen again.”

“I know. It’s scary and there are a lot of unknowns. But you need to keep trying.”

Josiah finally gave me a smile.

I was overprotective by nature, but my little brother was growing up. And if I wanted him to be happy and independent,I needed to let go a bit. He couldn’t stay at home, isolated. And wherever he worked, driving range or not, it was important that he at least try if he was able.

“I’m starving and there’s nothing at home to eat. Can we stop and grab something on the way back?”

“Take my phone and order whatever you want,” I replied. “Tell me where to go.”

Josiah got busy typing.

“There’s a new place a few blocks from here that we’ve never tried. It’s looks like a nice pub. You want a burger?”

“Sounds good.”

I started up the truck and pulled out of the lot.

“Done,” Josiah added. “Pick up at 25 Walnut Street in fifteen.”

Josiah placed my phone back on the handset and tapped on the screen so I could see the directions.

“What did you order?”