Crow
Church , was a mother f*****g disaster. And even three hours later we were no closer to a decision or any real intel then we had been last night.
No one knew what was happening, no one knew why Dom was back.
No one knew jack s**t.
By the time I pulled up that evening in front of the house I was vibrating with pent up anger. Not at anyone in particular but at the situation in general.
I should have, maybe stayed behind at the club house. Had a few drinks with the boys or partaken in a little relief of a different type but for the first time in my adult life I wanted to go home.
Maybe it was because I finally had something to go home to. An actual , honest to god family. Things with Chloe might be right at the beginning but we were a family.
I knew I wanted her to wear my prop
