Chapter 39

Oh God!

“Hey, Mr. B.” Hank bounded up the steps, hugged me and, without seeing Ted standing behind me, launched into his explanation of why he was here when he was supposed to be getting ready to go to the Quarter Horse Congress.

“I just decided I could get to see Brad play as well as try to get to Columbus on time with the kids and their horses. I’ll be down there for two full weeks and I’ll miss him so mu—oh, hi. What’re you doin’ here?” He had noticed Ted.

“Ah, you two know each other?” I asked.

“Yeah, from school. We’ve had some classes together,” Hank explained.

Of course, I thought. They’re both in the equine studies program.

“Good to see you, man,” Ted said, extending his hand. “I might ask you the same question. What brings you to Ann Arbor?”

I answered for Hank, “He’s my trainer and—”

“And Brad’s boyfriend,” Hank interjected, firmly establishing his territory. He held out his hand to Ted.