Chapter 185 – Florida Is One Hell Of A Drug

• “I’ll stick around as long as you want, Bambs,” Frankie says, looking down and working hard to hide his emotions as he says this. Then he quickly grabs a French fry and throws it at me. “As long as you stop snoring so loudly while you sleep –“
• I burst out laughing, grabbing the fry and eating it, even as I smack at his feet, still in my lap. “Oh, I don’t snore and you know it, Frankie,” I say, shaking my head at him. “You just keep waking yourself up with your own snoring and blaming it on me.”
• “I stand by my assertions,” he says, giving me a mock glare as his face bursts into a big grin. “But yeah, Bambs. If you want me around…I’m here. Just,” he shrugs, looking down at the fries, “I would also understand if you didn’t want me around. If you just…wanted to leave every part of that world behind, start fresh. It’s probably safest. I mean, you alone…you could probably disappear. The two of us together…it’s harder.”