Savage
Years ago, it would have killed me if Malone had walked through the door of the establishment I was in. Ego, pride, and stubbornness would have kept me from acknowledging her, from giving her a welcoming smile. I'd probably still be a bitter shell of the man I am now. Probably have a harsh word for her, if I'd even acknowledged her at all. Hell, that stubbornness has kept me away from here for the past ten years, for fear I'd run into her again. But this knee injury? It's changed things for me. It's shown me the world can turn in an instant, all the carefully laid plans you have for yourself can be f****d up in a matter of seconds.
Knowing that now, living that now, I give her a smile and throw two fingers in the air to wave at her. She looks around for a moment, almost like she
