George reached out and squeezed Patrick's shoulder. Twenty years he'd been like this. I'm so sorry, Patty.
"No, you can't," George agreed. "But you won't have to. I think between Sebastian and me, we know every, uh, substance abuse program in the city. You don't have to deal with this by yourself, okay? I'm going to help any way I can." He smiled a little. "Just try getting rid of me."