I left the apartment after Hogg. Grocery shopping called out to me since my cupboards were empty. It was a weekly chore that needed to be done. I drove to Trendy Foods Mart, parked in the asphalt lot, gathered some goodies in a basket, and headed home. On the drive back to the apartment, my cell phone rang. I saw Armin’s number, decided to take the call, pulled my BMW over into a parking spot, pressed the ANSWER button my phone, and said, “Armin, how are you?”
Half of me believed he was going to yell at me for f*****g around with his boyfriend, that he had unearthed my s****l extracurricular activities with Just and was raving mad about our behavior. The other half of me believed he was going to dump me as his best friend, and forever forget me. I expected the worst, of course, but it did
