Chapter 6Despite the early hour of the day, Kenneth couldn’t stop smiling as he combed his hair. The night before, there had been more delicious kisses, then after hastily drinking his lukewarm tea, Gino had left, but not before arranging to meet Kenneth again. A second date, thought Kenneth, grinning at the mirror.
As if summoned, the elaborately dressed young man appeared on the reflective surface, smiling at Kenneth as though sharing his delight. Kenneth yelped, dropped the comb, and without a backward glance, he grabbed his bag and fled.
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On his return after night school, Kenneth felt sheepish at his earlier extreme reaction. You’d think I was Pam’s age, screaming and running like that. Too tired for anything more than a bowl of soup before bedtime, he soon curled up under th
