I couldn’t believe it. “Are you…are you living here, Lonnie?”
Still not facing me, I saw him nod reluctantly. I hardly knew what to think or how to respond
“It’s fucking freezingout here. How the hell do you keep warm?”
“I sit in the car with the heater on.” He hunched his shoulders.
I looked at the car, uncertain how a man of his height could be comfortable in there over a long period of time. Words threatened to fail me. Now that I thought about it, I’d seen Lonnie’s vehicle on camera in front of his unit a few times, but the why of it never occurred to me.
I mean, why would it?
I rubbed my face a few times, then let my gloved hands fall away. “Why, Mack?” My nickname for him came out without conscious thought. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
He rounded on me. “Why would I? The popular kid in school who left town to conquer the world is fucking homeless? Brilliant, right? Must make you feel like saying ‘I told you so,’ huh?”