[ The weirdest thing to realize is that he actually knows Wade is okay. He can't explain it. Just—a feeling. But he needs to be sure, he wants to hear the idiot tell him that it was all in his head.
So he calls, dialing with a bottle in one hand and pacing out back behind the general store. Stars twinkle above. It's warm. He can still feel the frost prickling his skin. The phone rings once, twice. Five times. ]
post-train at acreage; voice.
So he calls, dialing with a bottle in one hand and pacing out back behind the general store. Stars twinkle above. It's warm. He can still feel the frost prickling his skin. The phone rings once, twice. Five times. ]
C'mon, pick up the phone, dumb fuck—
[ —oh. He clears his throat. ]
Still breathing, I see.
[ Wasn't worried or anything. ]