Chapter 47

“I didn’t know—I mean…” My brother laughs. “I didn’t know it’d feel so good to have a guy behind me. Like all up on me and stuff. I don’t know what I’m trying to say. And your hands. God…” He giggles, a boyish sound reminding me that I’ve known him, loved him, all my life. “Maybe I’m just too drunk to think straight. Get it? Straight. Like I’m not—”

“I get it,” I say, cutting him off. I don’t need a lecture on it. I know.

But Joey won’t shut up. “I get talkative when I’m shit-faced. Like the Energizer Bunny, just keep going and going and going. I won’t even remember what I’m saying in the morning, watch.”

Maybe you won’t,I think, staring at the dark road unraveling ahead of us, but God knows, now I’ll never forget.

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