Ford didn’t really feel he had apologized adequately, because these conversations were supposed to be different from just any old conversation — they were supposed to be like anchors, things that were enjoyable even if nothing else was, things that were real even if nothing else was, things that didn’t hurt even if everything else did. And maybe that was a bit ambitious, to think that he could provide that sort of support for Cash, but he’d decided to try, back when he’d been sitting across the table from Cash while they both picked at bowls of curry Ford had insisted they buy. And whether he was up for the task in general or not, he certainly knew he couldn’t be doing a very good job of it if he was showing up in a mood like this.
So he didn’t think the apology had really covered it all, but he also didn’t know what else to say. “Alright,” he settled on eventually, taking a small sip of his wine. “Let’s talk about something else, then.”
So he didn’t think the apology had really covered it all, but he also didn’t know what else to say. “Alright,” he settled on eventually, taking a small sip of his wine. “Let’s talk about something else, then.”
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