“Okay,” River tossed out a soft agreement. Into the dishwasher the mug went. Into the shower River went, then past the bathroom counter, making sure to put his ring back on, then to the bed. He slept the rest of the day and didn’t feel like leaving the bed that evening, either. Dale took a call, he was going back to work next week, then met him in bed. The next night, River was out again, staying in a downtown motel on Hearth Street.
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