"Try not to go out alone again the next few weeks, yeah? Go with your brother or anyone else." Bobby almost offered himself. Almost. But he had the boys to think about. The boys and the vague thought that maybe he shouldn't want to be going wherever Michael was going. If anything, seemed as if he'd definitely outgrown any kind of want to go out. If he'd ever had it in the first place.

Going with Michael held the appeal. Not going out. "They'll be feelin' like they got somethin' to prove but they'll be too chickenshit to go after me."