Could you be vegan, Bridge?
Naw.
How come?
I like my goatsmilk soap. Also, leather chaps.
You have chaps?
No, but I like them. Not on myself though.
Who has them?
Jake wore a pair of Nolan's a few times and just...yeah. I liked them a lot.
He liked being on Nolan's farm.
He liked to play Jeremiah Johnson.
Yeah. I miss him. He would have made a great old man.
I bite my lip to ease the stinging behind my eyes and August lifts the pressure cooker of a subject, asking me instead if I'm going to come with him to Burning Man.
Is this a formal invite?
If you need a change of scenery, yes.
I just got home.
Yes but everyone went with you. This would just be you and me. Maybe Duncan.
Honestly I don't think that would go over very well.
I suppose.
Thanks for the offer, though. I will live vicariously through you.
It's harder than it is fun, so you're not missing out.
Why do you go, then?
To see people. To watch it happen. I like magic, Bridget.
Me too.
I always forget you find it so easily.
Sometimes I can't find any at all. This is one of those times.
He nods and takes a sip of his coffee before handing me the cup. I take a drink and make a face. It's cold.
