Chapter 14

Jamie’s not that bad,Alex thought, surprised at the

involuntary smile that spread across his face when he thought of

the way the street lamps had washed Jamie’s chest with a warm

light. He’d wanted to call the shelter when he got home, just to

talk to him again, say he was sorry one more time. He still didn’t

know why Jamie had suddenly stormed off like that…

Unless he doesn’t think I’m coming back.

Alex frowned at that. Maybe I wasn’t going to, not at first, but

I can’t let him down. Even if he didn’t make me feel the way he

does, I couldn’t just walk out of his life, not now.

In the end, he hadn’t called Jamie because he didn’t want to

pester the poor kid. He’d call that evening, when he got off from

work, right? Eight o’clock, that’s what he’d said, but once he got

home, time seemed to drag. At quarter ‘til, he figured it was close

enough.

For one heart-stopping moment he couldn’t find Father Taylor’s

letter, but it had fallen between the table and his bed. After