Chapter 6
Chris stepped to the side then to let Will ring up someone with an armful of books and a couple of maps. And to try to catch his breath.
Something about the look in Will’s eyes, the sound in his voice just then.
Chris was certain Will remembered their graduation night and those heady weeks of summer afterward exactly the same way.
What Chris remembered was trying to pretend, at first. After all, he’d only dated girls then. Of course he did. Back in the era of Reagan and the rise of AIDS, what choice did he have?
And he liked girls every bit as much as anyone else, except he hadn’t liked anyone as much as he liked Will.
And Will? He hadn’t dated at all back then, despite dodging the gawky teenager thing with early great looks. Not to mention being smart and just plain cool.
