Chapter 7
Six months later
Tyler was dog-tired when he got home from a full shift at Aunt Ruby’s diner and a rehearsal for the new musical opening next month at the Ahmanson.
He parked his car in his assigned carport and exited the car to go to his front door. It was then he noticed the man sitting on the ground, knees bent, in front of his apartment. The man’s head rested on his knees. Tyler’s heart kicked up several beats but not out of fear.
“Jack?”
Jack looked up, straightened, and offered Tyler a smile. “Hey, Tyler.”
Tyler frowned. He was torn between wanting to throw things at Jack and wanting to hug him. He settled for a scowl. “What are you doing here, Jack? Are you stalking me?”
“No. I wanted to talk to you, though.” Jack got up from the ground and brushed at the dirt on hi
