Chapter 9: Road to Recovery, Part 1
More Than a Year and a Half
“How do I love thee, let me count the ways.” The words weren’t lyrics, but Henry sang the words with a little made-up tune.
Sam snorted, but his smile was sincere. He turned up his head to give Henry a peck. “Is that your way of saying dinner’s ready?”
“Yeah, your mom says to get your butt inside.”
Sam hoisted himself up from the patio chair and took Henry’s hand in his. “Anything to get you to stop singing.” He cupped Henry’s cheek. “And I love you, too, goofball.”
“We should just get married already.”
Sam stared. “Was that…a proposal?”
Henry swallowed and bit his lip. What the hell was wrong with him, blurting that out in such a manner? He was f*****g this up royally. He gave himself another mental kick when his runa
