Chapter 86
“Come in,” Matt called, and Nathan stepped inside the minister’s cluttered office. All the walls were taken up by bookshelves, which were full to groaning. The desk was an old folding table covered in a maroon cloth, but Matt’s computer was a brand-new Mac. He turned away from it and stood when Nathan shut the door.
“Nathan.” Matt came around the desk to hug him. “The women work you to death?”
“Stopped just shy of it.” Nathan’s throat was tight and dry.
“Sounds like them. Have a seat?”
Nathan collapsed into a worn chair, and Matt sat beside him in the other one. “How are you, son?”
“I’m thirty days sober,” Nathan said, and almost added and every one of them was a day without Fury
“Congratulations.” Matt smiled. “It’s been wonderful to have you in the counseling meetings here. Everything working out all right elsewhere?”