"You do," Danny agreed. "And you can. I know you can, I've seen you do it."

Wrapping his arms around himself, he exhaled softly. "I think we both, maybe, need to make a change. I have to stop chasing Alex's ghost, and you have to get dry again."

He raked his fingers through his hair, then chewed his bottom lip for a moment.

"Scotty left me his home. ...Left me everything, actually. He's- He was sober for years. The house is dry, if you want to come stay a while."