Chapter 13
Jacksonville, FL
CHRIS WAS WAITING at the security checkpoint in the airport Wednesday when Mickey came down the passageway, and they hugged like long-lost relatives.
“Let’s go to the house,” Chris said.
“Sounds good, but I need to eat first. I also need to retrieve a checked bag.”
“Then as soon as we have your bag, I’ll take you to one of my favorite places.”
“What are we waiting for?”
Chris drove straight to The Loop. Once they were on the deck with their food, Mickey said, “How are you, buddy… really?”
“Hanging in there for the moment. Taking things one day at a time. Been to the tubs, trying to get it out of my system.”
“Did it work?”
“Of course not, but at least I tried.”
“Well, I’m here, now,” Mickey said, “and we’re going to get you through this.”
“I can’t wai
