Chapter 51

Johnny turned red. “I’m not used to all this hugging and stuff. I came from a very undemonstrative family. We weren’t physical at all. I had two Asian grandparents, one Vietnamese grandfather on my father’s side and a Japanese one on my mother’s. Asians, in my experience, aren’t very cuddly.”

“Yet you crave touch,” Greg said, quietly.

“I guess I do.” Johnny hung his head.

“And not just any touch, one particular person’s touch, right?” Brian pushed as he poured himself a cup of the blossom tea.

“You don’t have to drag me over broken glass to get me to admit I love him. I told him that on Friday night.”

“What if he asked to come see you, would you let him?” Brian asked, taking Johnny’s hand

Johnny shook his hand loose. “I don’t know. I don’t know if I can stand that kind of hurt again. He said some hateful things.”