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“Evan?” A nurse asked.“Uh, y-y-yeah. Yes. I’m driving Tommy home after his tonsillectomy?”She smiled. “Anesthesia’s still wearing off. We’ve heard a lot about you.”“Evan!” Tommy looked at the nurse at his bedside, putting his hand over hers to capture her attention. “I love him.”“So I’ve heard.”“His voice sounds funny..” Buck immediately felt bad, talking about Tommy like he wasn’t there.“I’m gonna be in so much pain,” Tommy said with a dreamy matter-of-factness. “But they said ice cream helps.”Buck looked at the nurses who offered smiles, nods, and shrugs.“Then.. I guess I’ll buy you ice cream.”Tommy looked at the nurse whose hand he was still holding hostage. “I love him.”