Chapter 8Anthony woke up around four in the morning, when Gabriel was trying his best to stay quiet as he got ready for work and cooked himself a meal. He was doing an admirable job, but Anthony was a light sleeper. He always had been. With recent events still looming, he wasn’t sleeping well, either. He’d heard Gabriel the second the eggs started to fry, but he didn’t move. He’d make his own breakfast, later. Anthony could at least make eggs, if Gabriel would let him stay.
Anthony watched as Gabriel ate his breakfast standing in the kitchen. When he finished, the plate went into the dishwasher. Just before he could flee back to his room, Anthony caught him with just the gesture of a finger. After Gabriel checked his watch, he moved, a bit faster than was somewhat appropriate, to sit down
