Go with the flow. The words echoed in Steve’s present. He and Ray had been forced to go with the flow, had been flowing for over two years. Today, that meant them using Dee and Kim to save their asses.
Go with the flow.go with the flowingFour moves, two towns, and a year separated that first night from this. Steve’s head swam with the staggering weight of change a year could spawn. His memory of Dee seated in his living room after a night of stalking her on the dance floor seemed some other life. The person that was him at that moment could not be the person sitting here in the truck in this one.
Unconscious at his side, he pulled Dee close with one arm around her. With his free hand, he enclosed hers with a gentle squeeze, as if apologizing for his actions. But what good was an apology
