Chapter Twenty-Nine
Jesse
Several days had passed since I left the hospital. I hadn’t heard a thing from Charlie, nor had I made any effort to reach out to her. I was starting to feel like I might be being as stubborn as she was, and it didn’t quite sit well with me. After a few minutes of fetch with Waffle in the morning, I stopped by Firehouse Café on the way into the station. As I was standing in line, I heard Beck say my name as he approached from behind.
“Hey, Jesse,” he said, stepping up beside me in line.
Glancing to him, I managed something like a smile. “Hey, man, how’s it going?”
“Well, it’ll be better after I get some coffee. I’m working on setting a record for shitty nights of sleep.”
“Oh?”
I couldn’t help but smile. Leave it to Beck to make it funny that he was tired al
