For the first year or so, Steve had thought he'd wanted to go back too.
"I wouldn't say that." Saying it was trying made it sound like he was ungrateful for what he had. He wasn't. "The way things are there, though, the quiet kind of life like we all lead around here isn't possible."
Wife, kid, dog, house with a white fence. None of that was ever going to happen for him at home. "I guess here is just the life I used to imagine for myself. More or less."