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that one thing right: letting his best friend go without any feelings of guilt or obligation to Rob.
    “So Hawaii , huh? Two weeks with that blond goddess. I think you’re the luckiest man alive,” Rob said, finally laughing and trying to pretend that was all he had on his mind.
    Spencer looked down at him , since he was six-foot-four, and Rob was only five-foot-seven. “Who would have guessed that I’d ever find any luck in life?”
    “Me. I thought you’d get lucky , Spencer. Because it’s not all luck, you know. You earned this and you deserve your wife.”
    Spencer glanced at Erica. “My wife. Two words I thought I’d never say.”
    “They feel good though, don’t they?”
    Spencer picked up on his tone and cringed. Of course, Rob was thinking of Joelle, his own ex-wife, and his failed marriage. It was something he grieved over as if a personal friend had died.
    “Yeah,” Spencer said, glancing at Joelle who was now walking up to Nick. “You don’t still want her, do you?”
    “Joelle? I don’t know. Can you look at Erica and ever picture not wanting her? Do I wish I could undo the last five years of my life, or wish I stopped mysel f from drinking and my corresponding downward spiral? Yeah, I wish I could do just that. I wish Nick had never even been an option in Joelle’s life; and that I never gave her any reason to leave me. So, do I want her now? Yes. No. I don’t really know. I know she’s happy with Nick, her daughter, and her life now. That’s really something.”
    “And you , Rob? You going to be okay?”
    Spencer worried about him. Ever since moving in with Erica a year before, he still stopped by Rob’s house frequently. Rob suspected it was mostly to make sure he wasn’t drinking again. And to this date, he wasn’t. It was why he spent most of his spare time attending Alcoholics Anonymous meetings.
    “It’s not new , Spence. None of this. My alcoholism. Zenith . Nick and Joelle. You and Erica. None of this is new. It’s called reality.”
    “Rob, you told me when I first met Erica to do something, go after what and who I wanted. You told me to find a life. You were still learning to cope with being sober at the time. But you know what, man? You need to take your own advice. Fucking do something! Find the life you want. Quit living at the survival level. Quit regretting your past with Joelle, and me, drinking too much, and Zenith. Zenith and all you associated with it is dead and gone. Let it go! Start over. Start now.”
    Rob smiled. It was funny almost, hearing Spencer lecturing him. Spencer Mattox had finally become positive and encouraging. This from the man who once was as moody and dark as Rob was drunk and stupid only a few years ago.
    Rob didn’t want Spencer worrying about him anymore. Not tonight. Not tomorrow, not for the rest of his life. He forced a smile. “Yeah. I think you might be right, man.”
    Spencer stared again. “You know, I’m aware that you just blew smoke up my ass , didn’t you? I’ve known you too long to believe that. Consider what I said, Rob, seriously.”
    Rob nodded and slapped him on the back. “I’ll think about considering it.” Then he spotted Rebecca over in the crowd, talking to Nick, and pointed at her. “You know her?”
    “Who? Rebecca? Yeah , she’s one of Erica’s patients, and the one who introduced Erica to Nick many years before. She’s also one of Nick’s sisters. Why?”
    “I ran into her outside. I just wondered who she was. What else do you know about her?”
    “ Not much. She’s married and got three kids. She doesn’t work, at least, not that I know of. She’s really close to Nick. She seems like an all-around nice woman.”
    Rob smirked as he shook his head. The married, three kids, all around nice woman pretty much put her out of his league. Not that she was on his mind. Rob wasn’t into nice, wholesome girls like her. Not anymore. Not after what happened with Joelle. Before he married her, she was also a