[A long, long time. Not that he was alone for all of it. The thought's a dismal cloud on his current mood— souring his expression involuntarily— which means it's probably a good thing he's not bothering to look directly at Henry.
Weathered hands still hooked tight around the neck of the bottle he's holding, drinking because it feels like something worth doing in the moment. Better than sitting. Better than dwelling.]
Worked in construction before that. Was a contractor down in Dallas. [Thieving wasn't in his blood, that's for damn sure.]
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[A long, long time. Not that he was alone for all of it. The thought's a dismal cloud on his current mood— souring his expression involuntarily— which means it's probably a good thing he's not bothering to look directly at Henry.
Weathered hands still hooked tight around the neck of the bottle he's holding, drinking because it feels like something worth doing in the moment. Better than sitting. Better than dwelling.]
Worked in construction before that. Was a contractor down in Dallas. [Thieving wasn't in his blood, that's for damn sure.]