Chapter 21
Dayton comes and goes, sporadically. He eats, sleeps, and cooks. I see him in the study reading a paperback copy of Wayne Mansfield’s short stories. He showers, dresses, takes a few runs, and eventually returns to the Cape Cod. He cleans, does a few push-ups, and decides to cut the lawn, opposed to Block tending to it. We watch movies together, shop, and eat meals in the kitchen, across from each other.
Never do we discuss my connection with the landscaper. The secret is buried in my conscious. If Dayton knows about the blowjob I received in the attic room by his frisky boyfriend, he doesn’t mention it.
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August 14. The mechanic watches me sleep. I can feel him in my bedroom on the second floor with me, standing over my bed. I fake sleeping, basking in the afternoon su
