Chapter Thirty-One
In his touring life, Padric was constantly saying goodbye, and he’d grown to loathe it. So instead of letting everyone gather to see him off, he took the time to say his goodbyes individually. He stopped by the volunteer fire department and shook hands with his training group. He’d brought signed photos for Willie’s granddaughter and Carrie and whoever else wanted one.
“I’m leaving early tomorrow, so this is goodbye,” he told them. “Keep crushing it, you guys.”
Nate wasn’t around, but Padric knew he’d be seeing his old friend somewhere, at some point. He left a check for the department that doubled the twins’ bid.
“If you can find a way to give their money back, I’d appreciate it. This covers it and more.”
“We can do that,” Chief Boone assured him. “Appreciate your
