Hutch let me decorate his place for Halloween. I put a string of skeletons all the way up the staircase and around his door. He said that’s what he’s felt like, just a bag of bones rattling around the place.

I know it’s his way of saying he misses living with me. I’m thinkin’ really hard about asking him to move back in. Or vice-versa. I don’t care, as long as he’s there.

I’m back to work. No more chasing down crooks; we’re doing mainly cold case investigations and we’re pretty damned good. I was goin’ stir crazy at home.

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