1 Work by eleanor_lavish in A Gifted Man
“You’re a Mets fan,” Michael says flatly. Anton beams at him. “Of course you are.”
“I like lost causes, Michael,” he says, and hoists a load of lumber onto his shoulder, heading out to the patio.
“I was a Mets fan,” Anna says behind him. Michael closes his eyes.
“Of course you were,” he says, and she laughs.