“You’re like my brother,” Bernie said. “Okay? My hot gay brother with the buns of steel.”
He laughed a little. “Okay…I love you.”
“Yeah, I love you, too. But don’t sleep with him tomorrow.” She laughed and hung up before he could promise anything. 3
The sunlight filtering through the pink curtains in Pip’s bedroom window gave the walls a bubblegum hue. Sitting on the floor, Rain watched his son’s serious face. Pip was carefully sewing a large red button onto a tiny black vest. He was getting better and better at this. Soon Rain would teach him how to sow seams and repair zippers.