CHAPTER 65
Lincoln got home long after noon, but before sunset. He’d spent most of the morning on the beach, recuperating from watching Grace fly away. Then he took a quick swim and went to Fitz’ for a sandwich, a tall glass of water, and some friendly conversation with Henry.
This time he hadn’t drank any beer or stayed too late. He had decided he was going to clean up his act a little more. Focus on his health. That sort of thing. He had to try and do something positive to get past losing Grace. He had to make it mean something more than just heartbreak.
The lock clicked as he turned the key in the front door. The sound echoed through his chest. It sounded empty, just like his chest. Empty of joy.
When he stepped into the house it was the same house he had entered nearly every day fo
