Chapter 26

Perhaps it’s the final piece of Toby’s “picture” puzzle when Carey swims back to the deep end of the pool, climbs out of the warm water, and stands directly in front of him, dripping wet and waiting for a towel, which Toby hasn’t yet retrieved from a chaise for the afternoon swimmer to use. Suddenly, and rather bluntly, Toby is slapped with a reality check—or the tumbling blocks of a metaphorical wall that has been constructed poorly in his mind—and realizes that the dripping wet man who delivers the overnighted DPS envelopes on a daily basis is his secret admirer. It’s Carey who has been taking the photographs of his own body parts (selfiesas the world calls them now in social circles) and has been sending the appealing pics to Toby, using a bogus return mailing address and DPS supplies.