Chapter 72

I’m not strong.

Don’t walk away from me.

“Give me a call soon,” Liam said instead, his throat burning with the tears he was holding back. “Okay?”

“Yes…I will. Tomorrow.”

Kieran was quiet. And Liam knew they were both thinking the same thing.

Tomorrow or never was the same.

They were over.

Kieran wasn’t coming home.

“Good night, ba—” But Liam stopped. “Kieran.”

He’s not your baby anymore

“Good night, Liam.” And Kieran hung up.

When the line went dead, for a long time, Liam stood there crying like a child in the dark. He cried for Kieran and then for his father.

When he thought he’d lose his mind or never be able to stop crying, Faulkner howled at him. Surprised, Liam wiped the snot and tears from his face and stared at his dog. “What?” he asked the gentle beast. “I’m hurting here. I’m hurting real bad.”

Faulkner pushed his head under Liam’s hand and groaned.