Eric nodded. "Good" was one way of putting it. They weren't exactly like best friends or nothin', but he definitely wanted to say things were better between the two of them. For one, Matt actually returned his calls now. Far as he was concerned that was a pretty big step up. He'd even been invited to the graduation, something he thought wouldn't ever happen. Apparently this joint really could work miracles.

"He's our up and coming lawyer." Eric sounded almost proud now, like he did give a crap what his kid brother did after all. Nearly dying (twice) and losing his leg had changed his perspective on a ton of stuff. "Me, I'm taking a break from my job. Thinking about going back to school."

Yeah, yeah, maybe he was pretty late on the whole going to college front, but with his leg like this, he probably couldn't count too long on the job at the garage and anyway, maybe he better try something new. Expand his horizons. Try not to fall asleep in class. He was about to say more when realization dawned on his face as Eric remembered something. He reached into his jacket pocket, fishing around and coming up with a small package. It had the sender's name on it in almost inhumanly neat print. Eric held it out to Michael.

"Here. Your family got in contact with us, told me to shoot this your way whenever we dropped by."