Jake Weston looked at Nick. He was watching Mia and Julie through the window, his face hard and set. Jake knew that expression well: he was sure it had been on his face when Julie had told him about her childhood, and when Vicky’s ex-husband had hurt Julie so badly. He had seen it on Phil’s face in the hospital as he waited for Vicky to come to after a beating that had damn near killed her.
It was the look of a man on the verge of losing it.
“Can I give you some advice?” Jake asked.
Nick’s eyes jerked to his face. “Uh. Sure.”
“Things happen to the women in our lives. Bad things, things we have no control over, no matter how much we want to have some control. And when those things happen to them? It makes us furious… like completely f*****g enraged. I get that, Nick.”
Nick nodded.
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