“Okay,” I told him. “Stay put. I’ll be there in about half an hour.”
“Thank you. I’m so sorry to put you out, but I didn’t know what else to do.”
“Forget about it. That’s what family is for.”
“I… I don’t have a reservation for a hotel.”
“It’s not likely you’ll get one. It’s Christmas, in case you hadn’t noticed.”
“My seatmate on the flight said the same thing. Can I stay at the Y?”
“I have no idea. You’re going to be staying with me and my husband.” I got a kick calling Quinn that.
“You’re… you’re married? To a man?”
I had to laugh. “Yeah, I am.” The kid went silent. “You still there, Kit?”
“Yes. I… I’m just surprised you’re gay.”
“I don’t know, Kit. Didn’t being invited to my wedding to a man tip you off?”
“What are you talking about? I was never invited to your wedding.”
“You were.” I ground my teeth together. “I was told you and your brothers couldn’t make it because it was the middle of the week, and you all had school and work.”