Valentine’s Day.
At around seven sharp, Eddie picks up Josh from his apartment, blindfolds him, and guides him down the staircase to the front porch.
Josh, carrying a backpack with his own surprises, grasps Eddie sweaty hand.
“Where are we?” Josh asks.
“Your treasure trove of questions is getting hard to answer. Watch your step.”
He turns jaggedly. “Feels like we’ve been walking for hours.”
“Just a few more feet and we’re there.”
Eddie stops and eases into Josh, coming up behind him, pressing his body into his. Josh smells Eddie’s woodsy perspiration.
“It’s really cold out here,” Josh says.
Eddie whispers, “I brought a blanket.”
Fletcher trots alongside them, his nose to the ground, following a trail of smells.
Josh chuckles. With a guiding hand, Eddie leads him to that special
