Chapter 4Week 2, Saturday
Lachlan
Several times in the past half-century, my life’s changed over the span of a week. Starting university was the first time. Joining the Royal Air Force was the second. Then moving to America. Retiring as an engineer. Presenting myself to De Witt Design and asking for a job. And now?
Taran. A week of Taran, talking to him and about him, because everyone else I talked to said “You seem really happy, what gives?” and I told them all I’d made a new friend. Going out with him, telling each other tales of Frolickes past, confessing to other things we hadn’t done because of the time or money required. All the big cosplay events on the West Coast that we could’ve been doing, if only. Agreeing that, being who we were, a single event was enough. When it came right
