Chapter 45: Ending Things like Polite Men
September 4, 20—
382 Bretton Way
It’s a civil breakup over bran muffins at approximately seven o’clock the next morning. Denver enters his Tudor with mussed hair and smells like sweat and a brewery. Toby thinks he’s been out drinking all night long and dancing, among other activities with a variety of men, which Denver has always enjoyed.
They make eye contact but are void of smiles. And once Denver is in the house, barely able to stand, suffering from bloodshot eyes and a runny nose, still drunk from the previous night’s party, wherever the binging occurred, Toby decides to serve his lover a hot cup of coffee and a bran muffin.
Denver clumsily sits down in one of the two chairs and says, “Hell of a night.”
“Can I ask you a question, Denver?”
