Cal knocked on my door the night before the town's fall benefit. I had no reason to invite him in, but I opened it.
"I wanted to ask if you'd come with me tomorrow," he said.
"To the benefit?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
He rubbed one thumb over the seam of his jacket. "I want to spend time with you."
"That's not enough."
"I know."
I leaned against the frame. "Do you want to go with me because you're afraid I'll leave town? Because June likes us together? Because you feel bad about what you said?"
"No."
"Which one is it?"
He looked directly at me. "I want to go with you because I miss you, and because I keep thinking about the things I never asked you. I want to know what your work is like when you're proud of it. I want to hear about Marlowe Point. I want to know if you take the frosting sid
