I nodded. “You take the booze and the drugs away, and what’s left?”
It was his turn to point from him to me and back again. “This,” he said “Now.”
Yeah, that point he was pointing had a point. But still. And that was a big, old still. Plus, we were trying to save all humanity now. Meaning, I was fragile enough as it was. Someone should’ve slapped a giant fragile sticker on me, in fact. Careful, falls apart under pressure. “What are you suggesting, Matty?”
He started to reply. He stopped himself. He shrugged into my shoulder instead. “Not a clue, Bobby Ray,” he said. “Not a single one.” He turned his face my way. “It’s just…it feels…”
“Different.”
He nodded. “Right. Different.”
I wanted to kiss him. But Jerusalem, as I’d come to find out, was less San Francisco and more any city in Mi
