"Don't say that. You know how much
you mean to me. I'm sorry it's not in the way that you
want, but that's just how it is. You're
my best friend. At least, you used to be. And still sometimes are . . . when you let
your guard down."
He smiled the old smile that I loved. "I'm always that," he promised. "Even when I don't . . . behave as well as I should. Underneath, I'm always in here."
"I know. Why else would I put up with all of your crap?"
He smiled the old smile that I loved. "I'm always that," he promised. "Even when I don't . . . behave as well as I should. Underneath, I'm always in here."
"I know. Why else would I put up with all of your crap?"
