Chapter 22
“Sure,” I say, nodding, “but next time, answer your phone.”
Sean laughs and tells me to go the fuck away, but he continues to smile. At me, this time, and not at the Adonis in front of him. 5
The hour I spend with Sean during his lunch break goes way too quickly, like time always does when I’m with him. I try my best to better explain Patrick, how our relationship was, how it died over time, and how the thought of drinking a glass of tepid water sounds better than the thought of seeing him again.