Chapter 66

Further conversation was silenced by the rising moon, which just then showed its first sliver over the horizon to the east.

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The moon was—Garner really didn’t know how to describe the experience. It was so intoxicating! The best word he could find was—magical. The moon seemed to pour magic down on them, on the city, the entire world below. And Garner simply had no clue as to what that was all about.

After a few minutes of the feeling, he decided not to ask, simply to be. And when he looked over at Alonzo, he saw the Vee smiling at him, and nodding approval. A wash of liquid communion came over Garner, and with it—the return of what he had felt earlier. Arousal.

Alonzo didn’t say anything. He just got up, and stepped down from the wall onto the roof proper, leading Garner by the hand around the various structures that populated its surface.