Chapter 5
Drew
I saw less and less of Wes once he started his dishwashing job at the diner. He rarely shared meals with us anymore. Watching our favorite television shows during dinnertime wasn’t the same without him.
Mom got to see him a lot, obviously. I didn’t want to admit to myself that I was jealous about that. I had plenty of time to work on my Captain Fabulous comic, though.
The highlight of my days was checking the mail in the afternoon. Today there was a note with my name on the front.
Drew—
My shift at the diner ends at 09:00 P.M. Meet me in the alley tonight at 09:15 P.M.?
—Wes
Reading his handwritten words did funny things to my stomach. I almost thought I was going to barf, but in a good way. The anticipation of meeting him in the relative seclusion of the alley thril
