“Some shit, guys. All of it.”
“Yeah.” I had to agree with Micha’s assessment.
“What’s this about an angel?” he asked.
“Cruz called you that on YouTube,” Goose told him.
“Wow.”
“I’ve spoken to him. I hope I didn’t overstep or out anyone, but I told him I had a feeling his brother and your brother were connected in some way. Cruz would love to talk to you about that, he said—if you’re up to it sometime.”
“Maybe, Goose. I’ll do my best to pull myself together to do that, ‘cause I know how much it sucks to lose a big brother. Jose never really got to be that, though, and Cruz never even got to meet him. I didn’t, either.”
“Except, then you did,” I pointed out. “Only neither of you were aware. That’s divine intervention at work, if you ask me. Not just coincidental.”