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As soon as we were home, I disappeared into the bathroom with Jason. He needed a bath after playing in the sandbox, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t need a moment to regroup. Watching David with Jason was…heart-wrenching. And wonderful.
All the things Maverick was missing.
All the things David was getting instead.
It was wrong to compare them. Maverick and David were nothing alike. Maverick had been funny and silly and always an adventure. David was more serious. He had this look in his eyes that said he’d been through s**t, but I could never tell if I was just projecting.
Plus, Maverick would always be what once was, and I couldn’t compare David to a ghost. They weren’t the same. I didn’t want them to be. But, sometimes, it was hard seeing David in Mav’s place.
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