Chapter 35

Dustin moaned, “Oh, Winston, that feels so good. Are you going to suck it?” He let out a weak laugh. “Yeah, I remember you were gay. Never bothered me. To each his own.” He stood. “Thank you. I appreciate it.”

Winston said, “You’re welcome, Dustin. I don’t want you to die.”

Travis dressed him in sweats, found his grandmother’s walker, and gave it to Dustin to use. Dustin made his way to the table.

Angela served him tea and then the vegetable broth. “I’m sure you haven’t eaten in a while, but you need to start slow.”

“Thank you.” He sat up a little straighter.

Angela brushed his hair from his eyes and smiled. “We’ll take care of you.” She looked at Joy and back at Dustin. “Do you have any idea what you have?”

He shook his head. “Fever. No appetite. Got the shits, and speaking of which, I have to go again. Can someone help me outside?”