““Trevor paused mid-bite. “And?” “And I’ll be good to go day after tomorrow,” Edgard said, fiddling with his napkin. Trevor almost demanded, “Already?” but he cautioned himself to stay cool. “They say how much the repairs’ll run ya?” “Five hundred.” “That ain’t bad.” They talked specifics on the repairs, delving into the minute details neither of them gave a shit about, just to keep the conversation going. Just to avoid discussing what Edgard’s leaving really meant.””
