Wrapped in Love
Starsky never thought he’d be grateful for a cold. The body aches, the sneezes that exploded like mini grenades, and most of all a nose that dripped like the faucet in his first apartment – non-stop. But he was. Because Hutch was alive rather than drowned in the frigid water of the bay.
He shivered again, but not from his temperature.
Starsky burrowed deeper into Hutch’s couch and sipped the questionable broth Huggy guaranteed would renew his strength and vigor. He was wrapped in Hutch’s blankets and the love of good friends. Yeah, he had a lot to be grateful for.