Chapter 22
Jacksonville, FL
5 March 2011
Sean
WE SPENT THE rest of the afternoon either lounging around the house or in the backyard with Robbie, tossing a Frisbee for Thor to catch. Later, the three of us were sitting with Mike and Robbie on their enclosed front porch (George was in the kitchen presiding over the cooking).
“Mike, can I ask you a question?” I said.
“Sure, Sean,” he said.
“Are there any house rules concerning visitors succumbing to their natural urges?” I said.
“All we ask is that they play safe unless they’re a committed couple in a relationship. Enough said?”
“Yep,” I said.
“Jared, your face looks sunburned all of a sudden,” Mike said.
“He’s just blushing,” I said.
“Excuse me,” Jared said. “Gotta go to the head.”
“Our Jared is certainly nervous,” Mike said on
