Chapter 44
When he asked Merrick if he’d get him a new phone, his lover promised he would. But somehow, it never happened. It was always, “Damn. I forgot. I’ll do it tomorrow while I’m out for lunch.” or, “I saw the perfect one, but I want to wait until it’s on sale.” Merrick would pat Ryan’s shoulder, adding, “Losing a three-hundred-dollar phone would be a bit expensive, don’t you think?” Always good excuses, but no phone forthcoming. Finally, Ryan gave up asking. After all, I really don’t have anyone I need to stay in touch with, except the galleries, and Merrick handles them, now.