Chapter 59

Ash's point of view.

I have no idea what time I finally crawl into bed, but I do manage a few hours of restless sleep; it's amazing what a bottle of whisky can do.

When I wake up in the morning, Bear, of course, is already up. I honestly don't think this man sleeps at all, but then again, after last night, I can imagine his nights are filled with his own nightmares.

You don't realise how much losing someone close to you can affect you until it happens to you.

I've always respected Bear for being the man he is, but last night that respect grew much further. To pick yourself up and carry on after such a devastating loss shows you the kind of man he is. I couldn't do it.

He looks up when I walk into the kitchen.

"Morning, Son, how's the head?"

I half-heartedly chuckle as I reply. "Surprisingly well, considering the amount we drank last night."

Bear grins as he says. "Yeah, but at least we both managed to get a couple of hours of sleep in."

I laugh. "Yeah, I guess that's a bonus."

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