The moonlight glistened against the normally dull gravel; dirty stones brushed with the purest of light, making them bright by association. It was a fitting setting for two men, originally heavily flawed and unpolished, who had been enriched by the light shone upon them since the beginning of the end.
A depressed, selfish alcoholic turned doting father, against a former coward, turned brave and loyal guardian. A rooftop at midnight seemed like a fitting scene for the final fight in a Hollywood movie, but this was far from that.
Max gently parried away Rodney's jabs, his arms pressed tightly together in front of his face like a boxer. Rodney's punches were half-hearted, as if scared of causing Max some real damage, but the lesson worked all the same.
Rodney eventually grew in confiden
