Chapter 55

Jim comes into the room and closes the door. Suddenly they’re out of sight, alone for what seems like the first time in forever, and Alan’s emotions threaten to overwhelm him. When he blinks, his eyes sting, so he squeezes them shut and pinches the bridge of his nose.

Jim’s voice is soft in the darkness. “Alan.”

“It’s all my fault,” Alan says. There’s a quiver in his voice he struggles to suppress. “Brooks thought things hadn’t worked out between us—”

“What?” Jim sounds incredulous. “Why would he think that?”

With a sigh, Alan explains, “Because I came home. He thought when I said I’d be late that I really meant I’d spend the night. So he ran off this morning thinking I’d have to call you to come help me find him, and maybe we’d have a second chance.”

He turns away, embarrassed. He senses Jim come up behind him, and tries to brace himself for whatever might happen next.