Chapter 15

“Maybe.” First, Tom Alan had. Then he sucked his belly in. He wanted to say, “I’m broken.” But as Milo took his hand back, he decided instead on, “I guess.” Two words at a time was way more his speaking style than all the ones he’d stuttered through before.

“You got a girlfriend? A boyfriend?”

Tom Alan’s head-twist was purposely vague. “You’re not with the other guy, not Ben Thornton, but the other one you…”

“Fucked?”

“Yeah.”