“Eighty years isn’t long enough…”
That’s really all he could say. In eighty years, she would be gone, and where would he be? Exactly the same, as though he hadn’t aged a day past sixteen. He couldn’t even return the hug. Instead, he just sniffled quietly.
“It’s long enough if we enjoy the time we have, Silv. Hell, I could make it longer if I stay as healthy as I am now.”
Rebecca had her cheeks puffed up before she gently ruffled Silver’s quills, squeezing him just slightly.
Back in the Game 