Chapter 20Oscar made his bed and found Radhi’s purple scarf folded under a pillow. Before they kissed goodbye that morning, the dear boy must have left it there. Oscar draped the scarf around his neck and sighed for his plans, so wonderfully ruined.
He replayed the accident. When Radhi abruptly kissed him on the couch, Oscar tried maintaining decorum and thought he could, but to his surprise, one thing led to another. Before he knew it, he found himself in bed with his clothes off and Radhi on top of him.
Only fair, he’d told Radhi the truth. Glad he did, Oscar couldn’t be sure it sunk in for Radhi but hoped so. The dear boy, clearly, had other things on his mind. Oscar did, too, and assured himself that, at least, he’d tried his best at getting the message across.
He smoothed the bedsp
