"I thought you guys had another performance tonight?"
"They can do without me," Adrian says, running his fingers through his hair. He looks like a mess.
"Why did you leave early?"
Everyone was supposed to travel back on Sunday, so I don’t know why he left without them.
"I didn’t want to stay there."
"Oh."
"What's wrong with your mom?"
"Breast cancer." I don’t think I have the strength to explain any more than that.
"I'm so sorry."
"She’ll be fine."
I keep telling myself that over and over, hoping it will be true.
"Thank you for bringing him," I say after a short pause. Gerald is asleep in his arms.
Adrian insisted on holding him, despite the fact that my brother is already a big boy.
"It’s nothing," he says, sounding indifferent.
He’s trying to avoid a conversation, and I kno
