“How are you doing?” Rudy asked Terry the morning after the fight.
They were alone in the squat, since at Josie’s insistence she, Snap, and Kel had gathered up all the dirty clothes and taken off for the laundromat.
“I’ve been better,” Terry admitted. “But I’ve been a hell of a lot worse too so it’s all relative.”
“Your head still ache?”
“No. My arms and shoulders though…” He thought it was better not to mention his legs did too, from all the running.
Rudy nodded, going behind the sofa where Terry was sitting. “Lean forward.”
Terry did, groaning when Rudy began massaging his shoulders.
“Am I hurting you?” Rudy asked, concern lacing his voice.
“God no! That feels great.”
“Good. I never know for sure.”
Terry turned his head to look up at him. “You do this often?”
“Not really. Just
