Chapter 82

The homemade cake was a visual disaster. “Maybe frosting will help.” Milo practically licked Tom Alan clean when he pulled the hand mixer from the mixing bowl while the beaters still whirled. “I hope there’s enough left.”

“Get a room,” Kensuke commented, entering the kitchen in time to see it.

“Got one. And we gotta keep the curtains closed so you can’t see into it.”

The cake didn’t taste bad. After it was served, Billy dropped Etsuko off at his parents’, picked up Burgess, then dropped both him and Kensuke off at the indoor skate park. Jesse and a few other friends—from both Kensuke’s old school and the new one—would be meeting them there to continue the party.

“He seems happy,” Billy said upon his return, as the other three were still cleaning up the kitchen. “I hope…” He shrugged.

“The house is quiet.” Erika listened. “For the first time in weeks, no music and TV going at the same time, though a cloud of Axe Body Spray still lingers.”