Chapter 4
They say summer passes too quickly. But this particular summer, for both men the days seemed to inch by as they waited for fall and their next weekend together. Dean was unable to get away on any weekend that Marco was free. Labor Day weekend came and went, and soon they were just a couple of weeks away from their reunion. They waited impatiently, hoping that neither of their bosses would ruin their plans. On Wednesday evening, Marco called Dean.
“I think I’m good. I’ll be on the train out of Boston at five.”‘
“I’ll meet you at Penn Station when your train comes in around nine,” said Dean. I’ve booked us a hotel for Friday night to save us the hour drive to my place. We’ll do some things in the city on Saturday, then drive to my place for Saturday night. I’ll bring you back in
