Chapter 173: Back in Seattle
LOGAN
Nick ran to me before I'd fully gotten through the door.
I had my bag in one hand and my phone in the other and he hit me at somewhere around waist height with the full commitment of a six-year-old who'd been waiting for something and had finally gotten it. I dropped the bag and caught him, which required some adjustment because he was heavier than the last time I'd picked him up, which was something that happened with children after been away for a while.
"You're back," he said, into my shoulder.
"I'm back," I said.
"You said before the weekend." he murmured in my suit jacket not raising his head yet.
"It's Saturday," I said. "I made it."
He leaned back to look at me with the checking quality he had, the way he looked at things when he needed to
