Page 30 of Galen's Redemption
Galensighed. “No, sorry. I was having a pity party all by myself.”
“You’re entitled, believe me, but at some point, you have to decide what you’re going to do. Will you let him keep smacking you down? If you want someone to see you, then make them. Stand up and show the world that Galen Merriweather makes his own rules.”
He loved how optimistic Andy was. He usually tried to see the good in people,even though he never really had a lot of love for Galen’s father. Galen had defended the man, telling Andy he was under a lot of stress, but the words always rang hollow to him anyway.
“What do you say we get out of here? We can go to dinner or something.”
Galen did his best to grin. “You mean a bar.”
“No, I mean dinner. I’m not sure alcohol is a good thing for you right now.”
Actually, alcoholsounded great. Galen could get totally wasted and forget the mess he was mired in. He knew that wouldn’t solve anything. He’d done enough stupid things when he was drunk, and he’d just been told he sat in an alley and sobbed on Andy’s shoulder. No, definitely no alcohol tonight.
“Dinner sounds good.” He would have to watch what little money he had, though. He had a few thousand in cash, but notmuch beyond that. Unless a miracle happened, Galen wouldn’t be seeing any relief from the courts. Father would ensure that he squeezed every dime from Galen.
“Where do you want to eat?”
A mostly pleasant memory filtered into Galen’s mind. “Ever had Real Chili?”
