John smiled as he pulled into Harry and Estelle’s driveway. When was the last time he’d picked up a girl at her parents’? It wasn’t exactly high school all over again, what with the drama of the last few months, and of course, Tim coming along.
Harry answered the door, but before they could say anything more than hello, Tim came around Harry and stopped in front of John, arms held out enthusiastically. John picked him up. His slight body wrapped around John’s trunk felt sweeter than anything John had ever pictured.
“Hey, John! Mommy says you’re coming to pizza with us.”
“Sure am, little guy.”
“Good. I have so much to tell you. I’m back at school, you know.”
“I didn’t know. I’m glad to hear that.”
“Where you been anyways? Luke comes over. Why don’t you?”
John glanced off into the roo
