Chapter 13

“No, it’s not what you’re thinking.” Ron’s voice was even less like the confident, self-assured person that Joe had known.

“You don’t need to explain.” Joe was out of the truck, his hand on the outside of the door to close it. “In fact it probably would be better if you don’t.”

Joe closed the door with a little more force than he intended, and ran around the back of the pick-up to get to his own vehicle.

“No, babe, you really don’t understand,” Ron said, getting out of the truck and coming toward him.