Rolling his skateboard back and forth with one toe, Alex tried not to meet Zach’s angry glare. Or Jose’s, whose tight mouth hardened the ever-present pit in Alex’s gut.
Man, he missed these guys. After a rough night with the teething Destiny and the whole family barely sleeping to comfort her, he was drained. He supposed that he’d headed for the skate park because he subconsciously knew they’d be there.
“Give him a break guys,” Gwen said. “He’s got crap to deal with.”
Alex searched Zach’s face, hopeful. His stylin’ friend was having none of it.
“We all have crap to deal with. But you’re so self-absorbed, you wouldn’t know.”
Alex was concerned. “Why, what’s up?”
Jose waved a dismissive hand. “Until you tell the truth, we are not sharing jack with you.”
“You know he can’t. It’s too da
