Tommy and Joel had set off on a trip down to Texas to retrieve some of their old things. You had begged Joel not to go, you thought it was a suicide mission given the state of the world.

There was no word from him or Tommy since they left in March, you presumed he was dead which broke your heart into a million pieces.

Until one afternoon when you heard some fuss at the dam and saw him. He looked rough.

You almost knocked him over as you hugged him.

“Well hello to you too..”