Game Changer (Hell's Saints Motorcycle Club) - Plot & Excerpts
Pinky had asked me to stay behind with her and Dolly to get things settled. I was happy to do that. Despite the tragedy of it all, those were some of the best days I had ever spent. Later on, I would draw on these memories as a source of solace and strength. Glad to have had that time. Pinky and Dolly brought me right into the fold and we had long mornings sitting at the coffee table pouring over my treasure book of photographs that Prosper had rescued from my childhood. Some of the pictures were events I remembered, some I didn’t. There were pictures of my mom and my dad and Claire and I as babies. Candid shots. Claire and I in a bath tub, Claire sleeping in dad’s arms, my mom pregnant with Claire holding my hand and smiling that sweet sad smile that I remembered so well. If the pictures and the memories made Pinky uncomfortable she didn’t let on and I loved her so much for that my heart was near to bursting. What a gift they had given me. Claire and I had mattered, we had been seen.
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