Chapter 11

He told Burke, “You’re a good man. Easy to talk to. Handsome. Nice. Fun. We’re becoming friends and maybe don’t even realize it.”

“We are,” Burke replied, smiling and feeling his cheeks go red.

“I’m sorry about Tank last night. I’ll promise to make True Blue better.”

Burke glowed, irrefutably warm and fuzzy inside. He felt as if he were being lifted off the park bench. “Something tells me you’re a man who keeps his word. I don’t doubt that.”

“Thanks, Burke. I like you. Keep being my friend. What do you say?”

“I wouldn’t have it any other way.” Burke pulled his palm away from Colby’s thigh and ended their park time together.

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June 11

Morning