One Has to Decide One’s Own Path

Damon didn't really care.

He was already past the age of calling up friends, and he had been immersed in drawing recently.

If it wasn't because he and Luke had fought together during the hijacking, he wouldn't get too close to the young man.

Back at home, Selina sat by the window and looked in the direction of New Jersey.

Luke poured two cups of hot chocolate and gave one to her. "Are you still thinking about the two of them?"

Selina took a sip, and the feeling of not being full was finally gone. "Seeing them start a new life, it seems pretty good."

Luke said, "It's a personal choice. Look at Dustin. Isn't he still working hard in his forties?"

Selina was lost for words.

"It's all about personal choice." Luke sat down and looked at the Hudson River and New Jersey. "Damon might not have been able to adapt to this life so quickly if he didn't have drawing to focus on. But Mindy…"

He shook his head.