Chapter 26

They drove through a few places that were listed as towns in his GPS, but they were so small, Mitch had a hard time believing it. One looked like it consisted of a house and a gas station.

“You gonna tell me why you got drunk and texted me to come out?” Adam finally asked as they pulled into Branson. “I mean, I guess I know why, but what triggered it?”

Mitch sighed and wondered how much he should reveal. “Craig was talking to me and he was really close and touching my leg and he asked me to go with him to California.”

“No shit?”

“But I figured he meant as a friend, and it really got to me. So I grabbed some of the bottles we picked up at the brewery yesterday and sucked them down.”

“Is he pissed?”

“About me getting drunk?”

“No. That I’m here?”

Mitch shook his head. “No, but he and I need to talk. Something…happened today.”

Adam turned to look at him, his eyes wide, before turning his attention back to the road. “What?”