“More than the boys do, even.”

Zachary gave a short, bitter laugh and shook his head.

“My girlfriend walked out three months ago, Lucas.

Sitting on a boat isn’t going to fix my life.”

“No,” Lucas said, and his voice gentled in a way that put a hand right around my heart, because it was the voice he used on the boys when they were really hurting under the bravado.

“It won’t fix it.